This is a song about "Money fake niggas"

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Money mayhem got them niggas all goth

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Fake rappers take money in favor of remaining true

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I be stuck to the money you niggas is too backwards

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

These fake niggas just a waste of my time

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

You fake like money your a counterfeit

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit