Fakers

Yeah Man Just got done listening to that family ties Baby Keem Kendrick Man they got me wanting to write Alright Seeking service seeing sweets at the store I save my receipts so they don't stop me at the door Can't deceive me with fake generosity I like the hostility I'll see you at the morgue Got a sweet tooth and it's asking for some more Start a fight and your life is going to be seized I sneeze and I laugh because I sneezed on your lap I see that your cripping And I see you got a strap But we know your fake trying not to lose your case You got caught with it on your waist your such a waste a space Getting red in your face We know you just a snitch Ten seconds in and they got you on the tape If you don't talk you get to stay with the crew But if you do you gonna face more time But then if you snitch You might make it through But then you gonna end up being lynched by your crew These lyrics go out to all the motherfuckers That be acting tough and they thinking that they hard Your softer than an Oreo dipped in some milk Barely touch you and you start to fall apart It's seeming to me that your just a failed seed I hate to be mean cause I have a big heart I'm real as can be and I know I have flaws Yeah you got green but you didn't leave a mark Yeah People got all this money They say they doing this hustle But they really hate themselves inside I'm trying to chase a dream that I'm gonna love Coming back in These bitches a disease and I need my vaccine Covid 19 these cases be stacking I think they got degrees in the acting But you cannot fool me no I don't be lacking The life that I live SSDD Same shit different day but at least I'm not fake I try to keep it real in the lyrics that I make Writing everyday hoping this can get me paid Getting kind of tired and I'm starting to get mad Getting real aggressive and possessive on the track People lie and hide behind a fake disguise My lyrical attacks they be stronger than a Mac Mac 11 or the 9 they are asinine Listen to my message it'll help you get more wise Your mags got no bullets they just filled with your anxiety It's hard to face the facts that you don't fit in with society Yeah you don't really fit In My words are my ammo and they got you really limping Got you kind of scared I can see your sweat dripping Shooting out the lights you can call me Scotty Pippen Yeah Imma take a lil breath Take a little breather cause these words are like a heater Breathing down my neck these motherfuckers got to go Cashing in all their checks but they blow it on some hoes Either that or some drugs Their life is just a buzz But the buzz will go away and soon they are going to be broke They're questioning their choices and they failing in reality Life is full of love but they missed that possibility But not me We only have one life And it's a life I want to live Live with no regrets I'll enjoy what I do Maybe find some love I won't be the one to lose