Too Many Fake

[Chorus]
Too many fake people,there’s too many fakes
There’s not many good people,they all left after my wake
What’s the point anymore? What’s done I already break
I’m just done with people we already split ways

[Verse 1]
Yeah
What the fuck is this beat nigga
Coming up on the slide with the heat nigga
Niggas come with the beef and accept the defeat
I like to chill out on Thursdays with some weed
My blood coming with a flapjack
Bust a .38 tell a nigga to hush that uh
My uncle driving in a Cadillac
My Auntie be driving the same but it’s in black black uh
I would come to Toronto and be like WiFi
Tell that nigga he been dissed he gonna die
Fake Niggas always come with the same lie
At this point I just yeah breath and sigh
I just push the metal and hit the road
If my side calls i ignore my phone
Sniff a line get the plug and off I go
Opps be fucking with ma area code
There’s Not much to say anymore
We already split ways
If you keep beefing with me nigga
I’ll have something to say
You say I was a good person and now you say
I’m not a saint
All this anger in me that keeps troubling me I will unleash because I’m done with the fakes

[Chorus]
Too many fake people,there’s too many fakes
There’s not many good people,they all left after my wake
What’s the point anymore? What’s done I already break
I’m just done with people we already split ways