The Love Fake (feat. Lyrivelli)

Before I argue, I catch a flight, solid for the rest of life Before you buy it, check the price, these youngins don't respect advice I'm sitting in the park with a white boy I feel like Wesley Snipes I think a pick, 49er forever I'm Jerry Rice Everywhere I'm at, it's on us heavy, we ain't never light Every day is hell on earth I'm guessing death is paradise I'm still smoking pressure, playing the greatest hits of Barry White A nigga with an attitude like Eric Wright Casamigos on my breath, stumbling with a pair of chicks to share the night I'm all about a check like a pair of Nikes I think I had niggas across you when I hear about Christ Lord forgive me, I done sat in court, what the lawyer cost me was more than plenty Here's my life Early June, late 80s, coca-dope catch a flight Take you on a high you never felt, just bring an extra pipe Summer in the 90s, by August, I'm on my seventh bike It's no exaggeration, by 16, I met the devil twice All this fake love is really jealousy F*ck how you view me, nigga, you dead to me Stood on my ten toes, I didn't remember me If I die today, won't be no smut on my legacy It's hard to see my blessings, I ask God a lot of questions While my niggas have to go, they ain't get another second I've been paranoid, I've been clutching on my weapon Won't say shit to me, niggas just gotta accept it, nigga I stood outside with a pistol, my vibe was not residential Politics might convince you, my watch is still presidential Topics that might offend you, or possibly might could end you Thought you was dreaming, somebody pinch you, survived these issues Only way you can talk like you me, sometimes you spin through Put the fame aside, show these niggas what you been through Community, revolution, and progressing Podcast, 50 on them, 30 niggas on my chest, I've been through Seen close friends disappear soon as the wind blew Never thought me becoming that nigga would offend you Hopping out of rentals was a daily habit But now I'm on my way to Paris, ask about baggage, I got a fist full Goyard and Louis, that black and gray shit Still I got the aura of a pit bull Wrist full of diamonds, all that mean is that it's click full You can still hear my hunger, I don't get full All this fake love is really jealousy F*ck how you view me, nigga, you dead to me Stood on my ten toes, I didn't remember me If I die today, won't be no smut on my legacy It's hard to see my blessings, I ask God a lot of questions While my niggas have to go, they ain't get another second I've been paranoid, I've been clutching on my weapon Won't say shit to me, niggas just gotta accept it, nigga