This is a song about "Fake money"

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

A fake personality i dressed

Now move a little bit to the left

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I know what it take

Ur love was always fake

She don't really care about anyone advice

All these fake shady's commence utilize

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

And my niggas say that dope is fake

You can think i'm a fake,

Guess i'm self made