Fake Love

P-P-Paolo flipped the brick, bitch I would never pop pills, just to get high (Yeah-ah!) In the morning popped a xan, just to get right (Yeah-ah) I be ballin', now I'm seein' all the fake love I keep calling all my niggas, told 'em "Watch out for the snakes, dawg" (Snakes) Puttin' all my pain in a blunt, I roll a fat one Runnin' through 'em bands, I hope I never missed one (Nah) Bitch, I'm a drug, you gon' leave me then return back (Yeah-ah) Yeah-ah, you gon' leave me then return back My niggas be ready to grind (Grind) But when it's time to grind, I get on some bullshit I get tired of life 'cause I don't know what's coming after it Pop a xan to get over it You niggas hoes and I lost all my tolerance Time zone Alaska, but I'm still in front of them I take my Beretta and tote it, no tournament (Pow, pow) F*ck fake friends, go tell 'em "You a bummy" Look around, nobody honest Don't be worrying 'bout loss, just look at the accomplishments Only talk bitches and business and politics Drop everything, focus on your mind set I got a lotta questions all the time before the sun set I’ve been at the bottom, anywhere above is priceless Tell me where’s the perfect climate? Yeah, I got a hundred problems (Damn) Whoa, I can't solve 'em with only a hundred dollars (Nah) And my mother told me "Don't be acting like a toddler" (Ah-uh) But I scream into your face because I'm fucking honest (Fax) I would never pop pills, just to get high (Yeah-ah!) In the morning popped a xan, just to get right (Yeah-ah) I be ballin', now I'm seein' all the fake love I keep calling all my niggas, told 'em "Watch out for the snakes, dawg" (Snakes) Puttin' all my pain in a blunt, I roll a fat one Runnin' through 'em bands, I hope I never missed one (Nah) Bitch, I'm a drug, you gon' leave me then return back (Yeah-ah) Yeah-ah, you gon' leave me then return back (Umm, when you gonna be dropping your project bro? Your project bro?) (That's finna be lit, I can't lie)