Fake Luv
Reem Da Illist
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Yea RDI Aye I got some people who turned they back on me And switched on me Like I ain't notice All that we been thru And you gon be like I'm some other nigga I don't even give a f*ck Because karma gonna get you In time Hollup, be quiet And listen to these melodies My lyrics spoken so heavenly It was like 3 am you posted on the gram Letting me know that you dipped on me For a clique A quick lick For them bills and make hits You acting different but did you forget I put you on this shit bitch Copping balenciaga's and bricks But you only got that bread From music you didn't write Stop lying May I refresh ya mind Got a dm from this nigga Tryna send me a verse Even tho I dissed you 5, 4, 3 times Why the f*ck you still hitting my jack lil nigga Uh Fake friends I'm falling in the deep end Tell me I can, get up Rise over the hate I'm stuck in the mud Every time I drop They wanna hate me for the buzz Damn Speaking from my mind Wanna go back to the ways it used to be Like a oven I sit back and recline Aye, take it as a lesson I only fire back at the niggas who ain't respect me Yea But my time is coming soon You just want attention cuz you are a fool Beggin for the clout Now you staring at the mac 11, glocks and nines Call it a clap back I might end your career I'm crazy Batas motel, I'm norman You a killer like manson I'm cooking em a foreman Back in my ways And I told em I'm a person you can play wit I just been fighting my demons So they tryna kill me I'm ready for driveby's Uh The most hated and underrated from Philly But when I make it They beggin' and pleading for deals All these niggas want is the money It's a cold world It's funny Inspired by cole Grew up on the cole world No I'm in this shit for money I'm stacking my paper like a entrepreneur So I make it from the rags to the riches Counting digits In my penthouse wit the family in venice All these amateurs inadequate Got the audacity to step to me Even when I'm bored I sit and make a song I mastered my craft The top where I belong, uh I'm at the top of glory So glorious Ain't no other rapper come before me I'm talking bout this new generation Whatchamacallit A lyrical, mumbling rapping nigga Who think they better than us But Imma keep it real short and real simple Shoutout to my guy, Tahir Bringing these lyrics outta me
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