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FaKe
- yao
- play it
- Death chills in my reflection,
- kills through my handshake.
- Entrée, parlay affection
- turn her heart into a heartache.
- she was just fake
- All the bullshit we go through
- is just ridiculousness
- you played me like chess
- left with me with no choice
- i didn't want to hear your voice
- i drove off in my royal royce
- never wanted to rejoice
- Been around the world twice sippin’ ice tea
- Now heartbreak was the one that was the worst for me,
- you were like a banshee
- a female spirit that i made my fiancé
- we used to watch the sunset at the bay
- now you ran away felt like doomsday
- you went somewhere faraway
- I owned a big house
- with 4 cars
- you could have been my spouse
- said you didn't like my bars
- trapped me like a mouse
- thought you were the rite star
- I gave you everything
- But all you did was left me in a headache
- she was just fake
- Drops there jaw in aw!
- like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall
- Bottle of wrong ful, reflection of this bitches head swinging on the wall,
- Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
- In the reflection all i see is tears
- So you walk up to a mirror and seee your reflection
- New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
- Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection
- Bullets flying, fake homies lying
- Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying
- If i should die before i wake
- Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake
- just like jake who disappeared before i intake
- all these niggas tring to rap like drake
- stop stop stop please hit the brake
- Just sit back and relax and take it easy
- Getting rich, staying rich, bitch thats eazy
- He’ll be making people rich,
- Now i’m up in this bitch
- I live in england where them bitches rich,
- Six hundred sixty six, leave it for the tip
- That bitch fresh at rich flesh
- Carefree i don’t need the stress
- Ambition is my shit and i put that on my name
- And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game
- My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
- she was only with me cause i was famous on wall street
- I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress
- Games been tamed iced veins to rain death,
- Carefree i don’t need the stress
- your girl be with me in her short dress
- in middle school good time at recess
- i had something to confess
- Death chills in my reflection,
- kills through my handshake.
- Entrée, parlay affection
- turn her heart into a heartache.
- they was just fake
- was just fake
- just fake
- fake
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