See my hands start to shake
Ur love was always fake
Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
My all gold rolly or the
Fake based in the area
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
They just know the fake me
Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
And my niggas say that dope is fake
You got 3 votes by fake
Low income no bills getting paid
Ur love was always fake
Guess i'm self made
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