Fake Shit

[Chorus]
You wanna talk about unity
But how come I don't ever see you at the function?
You wanna talk about you and me
But how come you ain't hit me back up? I don't want you
You wanna talk about two degrees
But you don't separate yourself from all the fuck shit
You wanna talk at my eulogy
But I never ain't been a brother that you fuck with, fuck with
Fake shit, fake shit, fake shit, fake shit
Face it, face it, face it, face it
All you people so basic, basic, basic, basic, yeah
Tryna drive me crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

[Verse 1]
Tell me why you wanna link with me
I ain't really in your head, right?
Telling me that you gon' dream about me
But it's currently some other people in your bed, right?
Hope I don't see you on the Westside, and
Hope I don't see you in your next life, ho
No, I don't need you, I'm leaving for other people
Who appreciate a brother who invest time, so
Girl, you better get to two-steppin
I know you ain't heard the news yet
But my new boo don't like, don't like
Rude heifers, I don't really want to lose that
And I don't want to hear you telling me some shit about how you was jealous
I was wondering where you was at when I was out getting too attached
But you told me, "I need you so bad"
I don't know what I'm 'bout to do with that

[Pre-Chorus]
But it's true, baby
I feel like my music sound better with you
Last night, last night, last night

[Chorus]
You wanna talk about unity
But how come I don't ever see you at the function?
You wanna talk about you and me
But how come you ain't hit me back up? I don't want you
You wanna talk about two degrees
But you don't separate yourself from all the fuck shit
You wanna talk at my eulogy
But I never ain't been a brother that you fuck with, fuck with
Fake shit, fake shit, fake shit, fake shit (Yo, I like that shit right there, it has like a nice ring to it, you feel me? Yeah)
Face it, face it, face it, face it (Niggas really be out here bullshit, though, for real, for real)

[Verse 2]
I hope you don't lie to me
This here done took a whole lot out of me
It was like Christmas Eve or somethin'
Cold out, six degrees shit
Back then, thought my shit was decent
All my life life chipped my pieces
Might sit my demons down one day
But it wasn't the time
Shorty want up out my life because she'd run in my mind
And told my ass don't be a stranger like I'm one of a kind
But I wasn't, just the one who suffered the lie

[Outro]
Yeah, fake shit
Fake shit
Fake shit
Fake shit
Yeah, fake shit
Fake shit
Fake shit
Fake shit
You wanna talk about unity
But how come I don't ever see you at the function?
You wanna talk about you and me
But how come you ain't hit me back up? I don't want you
You wanna talk about two degrees
But you don't separate yourself from all the fuck shit
You wanna talk at my eulogy
But I never ain't been a brother that you fuck with, fuck with