FAKE

You Late... now I got nothing to say You see the pain on my face If you don't want to don't stay I got enough on my plate You don't care the shit be bothering me just like everyday Hate... if that's the new game we can play Let them folk lead you astray In a rush then for me don't you wait All I got is my word and my name I can't tell what's real anymore cause I be surrounded by fake Business that's the only option Before I lie just put me in a coffin Smoking corona the shit had me coughing All of the arguments have me exhausted Vv's crystals it's winter I'm frosty Burn out on the 12 guess they gonna have to moss me Time is to short ain't got time for the talking You know shorty turnt when a nigga crew walked in Closet so big bring your family and walk in A ghost came in my dreams she was flawless A nigga be eating the beat like I'm gnawing I just want to clim to the top without falling Shorty a pool I just hope I can fall in Just watch that bitch ring if it ain't money calling Said they gone slide in bad car they ass stallin They love my presence like Santa but ain't jolly Always trynna make the right move Always trynna pick the the right one Flying through buildings going city to city I tell my niggas hold on to sum Steady worried bout what I do But never in my size 10 shoe Too many folk have done switched up I never thought you would too You Late... now I got nothing to say You see the pain on my face If you don't want to don't stay I got enough on my plate You don't care the shit be bothering me just like everyday Hate... if that's the new game we can play Let them folk lead you astray In a rush then for me don't you wait All I got is my word and my name I can't tell what's real anymore cause I be surrounded by fake I can't sit and just wait man I gotta get goin All this ice on my neck I walk out it start snowing I don't drink henessey but for my niggas I pour it All that other shit ain't work out so I had to divorce it Niggas thinking they funny but not Tracy morgan Y'all voted this clown into office no more freeman like Morgan I can't stand stupid shit but too y'all it's a sport Guess I'm loosing again cause goddamn again y'all done scored Ain't believe in a nigga when I was whipping the Ford Now bout to rip the door handle trynna hopping in the Porsche She like being choked when I hit I'm a sith with the force Trynna build with you at nite house we like a fort We be balling on folk kick they ass off the court Trynna stack it up tall but my temper be short Knock a nigga nose off now his ass Voldemort You Late... now I got nothing to say You see the pain on my face If you don't want to don't stay I got enough on my plate You don't care the shit be bothering me just like everyday Hate... if that's the new game we can play Let them folk lead you astray In a rush then for me don't you wait All I got is my word and my name I can't tell what's real anymore cause I be surrounded by fake