This is a song about "Isaiah being a fake friwnd"

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Visualizing being a college graduate,

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Hold up yea we the best

A childhood being suppressed,

You fake like money your a counterfeit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

And my wish is to have everything

You can think i'm a fake,

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Fake friends it was all a sham,

It's the perfect plan