This is a song about "Fake taxi"

Hit and miss these fake crips

Lil prps like 3 digits

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Let em marinate, you forever late

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Ur love was always fake

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake