Fake Love Real Thugs

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Fake Love Real Thugs
 
(Verse 1)
Yo, these fake niggas out here just flexin’,
Talkin’ 'bout ballin’, but ain't hit no blessings,
Jealousy drippin’, it’s thick like molasses,
Watch me rise up, man, I'm breakin' the masses.
 
(Chorus)
Turnt up in the city, we livin’ for the moment,
Fake love shinin’ bright, but I know that you own it,
Addiction to this hustle, can't stop, I’m implodin’,
Thug life, cocked back, see the game, I’m erodin’.
 
(Verse 2)
Bitches be frontin’, actin’ all hype,
But when the real niggas come, they run, they snipe,
I’m feelin’ that rush, got that fire and that spark,
Philly pride in my veins, yeah, we makin’ our mark.
 
(Chorus)
Turnt up in the city, we livin’ for the moment,
Fake love shinin’ bright, but I know that you own it,
Addiction to this hustle, can't stop, I’m implodin’,
Thug life, cocked back, see the game, I’m erodin’.
 
(Bridge)
These niggas be fakin’, they ain't in the game,
I’m the real deal, puttin’ all y’all to shame,
Flexin’ on the haters, I’m takin’ my claim,
Runnin’ with the wolves, yeah, we wild and untamed.
 
(Verse 3)
Seize the moment, I’m wreckin’ the scene,
Came from the gutter, now I’m livin’ the dream,
Addicted to that grind, can't stop, I’m a fiend,
Philly streets got me goin’ hard, know what I mean?
 
(Chorus)
Turnt up in the city, we livin’ for the moment,
Fake love shinin’ bright, but I know that you own it,
Addiction to this hustle, can't stop, I’m implodin’,
Thug life, cocked back, see the game, I’m erodin’.
 
(Outro)
So fuck all the fakes, they can’t handle the heat,
I’m a beast in this jungle, can’t accept defeat,
Keep your eyes on me, I’m a predator on beat,
In the land of the hustlers, watch me take my seat.

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Member since January 12 2022

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