Fake Love

[Intro]
(Tahj Money)

[Chorus: FattMack]
Yeah, Amiri shoes and Palm Angels
You was mine, but now we strangers
Nigga try, he gon' die, blow my fire from every round (Yeah)
Pop a Perc' to clear my mind, I just was hurt, but now I'm painless
I found some syrup, now I'm drank-less, yeah, I come from dirt, but now I'm famous (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Raq Baby]
See how we work, still put a nigga ass in the dirt, you know what I'm saying?
They wanna work, now I earned everything I got, nigga know I change
Run from who? Know I banged
Bro, Drac got a mouth, and it’s way more louder than you, know what I'm saying?
Having rich nigga problems and dog shit in my pocket, it ain't plain
Everyday I wake, I can pull something out my wallet, can't complain
Finna go drop a hundred on a Brabus or a Range truck
Wonder why he won't pop with that rap shit?, he said the same story
Send a bad bitch to the block list after she get banged up

[Verse 2: FattMack & BAK Jay]
We break up, we fucked, then we made up
Know I lay it down, we made love
I promise you I never change up
I'm gettin rich, I'm turnin' my gang up
The feds on your ass, nigga, save up
You gon' need that cash when the rain come
Bitch, you cut me deep like a razor
You think I ain't peeping the fake love
Bitch, you the type I stay away from
And I'm probably never gon' say nothin'
But I bet you see shit different
Nigga, I'm fried, high out my mind
That's the only time I ever miss you
Really, I'm tired when I get loud
That's the only time you ever listen, on God

[Verse 3: BAK Jay]
(Yeah, yeah)
I put my pain into this mic
Knew you was gon' leave, but that ain't right
Don't wan' feel shit, stay here all night
You keep on blowing me, that shit annoying, better ask the Lord to say your lies
Stop bringing up these other bitches, bae, you only want my type
Come be with me, like fuck your friend
Pushing me away, just let me in
You know how it get, I'm on the same shit
Different day, ride around with my Gen
Hey, if I give you a chance, don't blow it
Hey, pop out on them, and you know it
I get the tweaking when I'm off these Percs
Don't make me mad, bullets, finna start throwing
Fully Draco, make his face go, take his head off with his brain
I put all my killas on payroll, I know my niggas got aim
Know I'm a thug, but for you, I change
Give my love, my shit ain't basic
Why the fuck all these bitches the same?
Check out my shoes, ain't nothing I'm chasing
I'm tryna kill him right now, can't be patient
In the hair, the hell′s got to move locations
Know y'all scared than the bitch, when we seen this switch
On God, this nigga start shaking
Well, the pride, they got me stuck right now
So I can't pick up cases
You don't know what this shit do to me
I swear my demons racing

[Chorus: FattMack]
Yeah, Amiri shoes and Palm Angels
You was mine, but now we strangers
Nigga try, he gon' die, blow my fire from every angle (Yeah)
Pop a Perc' to clear my mind, I just was hurt, but now I'm painless
I found some syrup, now I'm drank-less, yeah, I come from dirt, but now I'm famous (Yeah)