This is a song about "Fake and hate en niggas"

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

And fake niggas, better stay up in yo lane, cause nowadays

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Well don't fake the music, cos i hate the sound

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

And i could see you coming home after work late

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

Slow and steady wins this race

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life