Fake Love

[Hook: Ling Hussle]
This pain behind my eyes
When it rains, shit, it pours outside
But that sunshine don't always shine
And we win
And they don't know why

[Verse 1: 6IXVI]
Wish I could call these fuckers out but they ain't worth the amount
I just made a slight adjustment and I turned it around
Now they show me love but back then they was turning me down
Said he was my friend but in his eyes all I saw was doubt
Well you know what they say, keep your enemies close
Congregating with bro, gave my frenemies a toast
It's for the best that's all I wish and I hope
It ain't you when I prеss my eyelid on a 'scope
Seen my mum crying that shit put pain in my hеart
And that pain my heart, it had to stay in the dark
Cah these demons that I got, it got to stay in my past
I ain't tryna feed the beast, I ain't tryna let him eat
I ain't tryna let him speak, I got the devil on my shoulder
Getting birds every week I hear them hissing from the cobras
Wiser now I'm older
Last two flips I kept the ree and gave the profit to the soldier
My guy Jertz and me acted like it wasn't him
I'm kinda lucky cah I had a bigger job for him
Imagine that
Can't keep your business with half the guys that rap
They just full of chat
My traps full of packs
My stash full of racks
Tryna distance myself but the haters tryna bridge the gap
Associations got my phone tapped
I feel safer on my ones
How real is that?

[Hook: Ling Hussle]
This pain behind my eyes
When it rains, shit, it pours outside
But that sunshine don't always shine
And we win
And they don't know why
So just miss me with the fake love, fake love
They just miss me with the fake love
Said just miss me with the fake love, fake love
Can you just miss me with the fake love?

[Verse 2: E. Mak]
Cracks in the floor, marks in the ceiling
They did name it lower class, we made it appealing
But I lost some people and I wish that I could keep 'em
So I always check for my brothers them that are grieving
Awake but I'm dreaming
Baby rappers biting on my style, I see them thieving
Shitting on me back then so I ain't nearly even
Work Friday nights like Mondays, we don't see the weekend
No sleep I'm in the wrong sequence
My eyes dem heavy
Get petty in the Bevy'
I ain't had a chance to get brekkie
I be getting ready, zar ready
Less time my lady gets stressy
I'm caught up in a grind that Cah lef me
I'm tryna ball all around the world and get tekkie
They seen I hop a load of flights I get jettie
I land back, give thanks, check my body, get messy
I ain't tryna stop until we all stress free
I've been through your enough to know to mean what I speak
And I've been out here long enough to know it gets deep
We keep it in the streets
We don't talk to the police
Keep the shling tight, we can't afford any leaks
I keep my links tight, I can't afford any leaks
You're talking to a crook and my love I see your teef
I influence them, they acting like they can't speak
You're talking 'bout Hayes, you couldn't not mention me

[Hook: Ling Hussle]
This pain behind my eyes
When it rains, shit, it pours outside
But that sunshine don't always shine
And we win
And they don't know why
So just miss me with the fake love, fake love
They just miss me with the fake love
Said just miss me with the fake love, fake love
Can you just miss me with the fake love?