Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas White Kendall
Lucas White Kendall
Songwriter

Lyrics

DJ
Let me talk my talk, I didn't make this up (No)
We gon' try something different, gotta shake it up (DJ)
I been in it for a minute, I won't hang it up (Ha)
You gotta crawl before you walk, but I ran it up (I ran it up)
Ha, I can't make this up (I can't make this up)
How you say you real, but then you fake the funk? (Ha, ha)
Ha, I can't make this up (I can't)
How you say you real, but then you fake the funk? (DJ)
Deep thoughts while I'm ashing this bleep
They talk a whole lot of shit that they don't actually mean
I know she look good, but she actually mean
And I drip in the stick like some sap on a tree
Every time I hit the track, it's getting more litty
If you a sore loser, no, you can't soar with me
If you fake hell, nah, I can't perform with 'em
How you gonna fake the funk when I'm George Clinton?
How you gonna fake the funk when I'm Harry Connick Jr?
She knew I'm a weed person 'fore I ever even knew her
No, she not a weed person, she be doing meds
I was really fourteen, flipping Sudafeds
Heard you're real, but then I heard you're not
I got work to cop
At the Vince Lombardi service stop
Afraid of planes, but I be burning bridges
I got way too much pride in this disturbing business
I got way too much pride in this disturbing business (DJ)
I got love for all the people who be working with us
How you gonna fake the funk when I'm George Clinton?
Drop a two into this cup and make it dirty as a court system, man
And I fell in love with hip-hop scrolling on demand
That's where me and Dane decided what was playing in the van
How you gonna fake the funk when I'm Rick James? (How?)
Made the people I look up to wanna switch lanes
Spit it out my head, money in my pocket, spliffy in my left, press record with my right hand
Only person on my level is my mic stand (Haha)
Fake the funk, boy, I'm not your average white man
Fake the funk, I seen people fake the funk
Put some uh in the— I think that should wake 'em up (Wake 'em up)
Wake 'em up, y'all was 'sleep, I wake em' up
Shorty wanna do it all, she don't wanna fake the funk (Fake the funk, DJ)
Let me talk my talk, I didn't make this up (No)
We gon' try something different, gotta shake it up (DJ)
I been in it for a minute, I won't hang it up (Ha)
You gotta crawl before you walk, but I ran it up (I ran it up)
Ha, I can't make this up (I can't make this up)
How you say you real, but then you fake the funk? (Ha, ha)
Ha, I can't make this up (I can't)
How you say you real, but then you fake the funk? (DJ)
Afraid of planes, but I be burning bridges
I got way too much pride in this disturbing business
Afraid of planes, but I be burning bridges
I got way too much pride in this disturbing business
Written by: Lucas White Kendall
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