This is a song about "Fake peple"

Low income no bills getting paid

Your fake, man you mistake

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Hit and miss these fake crips

These chalance give me balance

And getting money is the song i sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Ur love was always fake

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Ur love was always fake

I'm dreaming to be great