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Fake Love

Fake Love

Big Ghost Ltd. Conway The Machine Elcamino

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Uh, yo
Uh, yo
You know we smokin' good, eatin' good, gettin' money, man, word
Uh, yo
Uh, yo, yo
I started off with nickel bags on the block
Earned my respect from slidin' through on the opps
2019, niggas invested in stocks
Makin' six figures and pullin' up in the drop (Skrrt)
I’m twenty-five and a legend, could compare me to Pac
Gamblin' at the MGM the same night he got shot
My own boss on dogs, I never punch in the clock
Bitches goin' out their ways to try and secure they spot
Ain’t no deal, rock the gold, pull the Bentley right off the lot (Skrrt)
Ice out my whole wrist, but I’m worth more than a watch
I been gettin' money, but just in case they forgot
I uploaded fifty bands on the Gram just so they could watch (You see me, nigga)
I used to weigh up eighths of cookies without a scale
Used to camp out early AM waitin' on mail
Lost a couple packs, but I didn’t let it affect me (Uh uh)
Got it right out of the mud, you gotta respect me
I never had my handout once, I’d rather hustle
I cherish my brand way more because I struggled
When you down and fucked up, your family won’t even hug you
When you up six figures, that’s when they tell you they love you
I seen it all, shit, and now I got a clear view
Only time I see you know is in my rear view
Shit, it don’t even matter if they hear you
Long as they feel you, real shit (Real shit)
We stayed down 'til we came up (Came up)
Never changed up, we got our change up (Change up)
Gettin' big money, now they hate us (Hate us, yeah)
And now everybody showin' fake love (Fake, fake, fake)
Stayed down 'til we came up (We came up, nigga)
Never changed up, we got our change up (Never changed)
Gettin' big money, now they hate us (They mad, hahaha)
And now everybody showin' fake love (Look, fake, fake)
I be tryna be a patient man (Huh)
But niggas gon' make me apply pressure that they can’t withstand
Smile in my face at all the shows, nigga would shake my hand
Then talk about me behind my back like I ain’t they yams (That's pussy)
Damn, I mean, ain’t we fam?
I put paper in niggas' hands when them niggas couldn’t save a band (Big facts)
I wrote this in Miami, seats in the Wraith was tan
But I don’t know what’s goin' on lately, I just can’t understand
Back when all them rappers was gettin' verses from me
I showed a lot of niggas love, gave niggas verses for free
Same niggas I ride for put work in for me for free
When niggas wouldn’t do the same, that shit is hurtful to me
Niggas tried to pull the plug, thinkin' it was curtains for me
But an uncomfortable situation is perfect for me (Hah)
That’s why I fuck with Camino, that’s why I’m workin' with Flee
And I just made a quarter mil', shit is full circle for me (Hahaha)
God bless you niggas
We stayed down 'til we came up (Came up)
Never changed up, we got our change up (Change up)
Gettin' big money, now they hate us (Hate us)
And now everybody showin' fake love (Fake, fake, fake)
Stayed down 'til we came up (Came up)
Never changed up, we got our change up (Change up)
Gettin' big money, now they hate us (Hate us)
And now everybody showin' fake love (Fake, fake, fake)
That fake love shit, I hate
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