Being Fake

This shit crazy man We out here gettin' this money But niggas always hatin' You know the wolves and the vultures comin' That's why you stay strapped up When I start comin' up then niggas start actin' funny You mad cause ya bitch at the hotel with my buddy Or a nigga want war cause his bitch was fuckin' my cousin It's too hard for me to get serious cause I love this money Outta town trap still bunking. I ain't in the trap I'm still doing numbers Real exotic bags come get a bundle Not Mershawn Lynch won't fumble We twins ima ride for my brother Still scoring on these niggas no huddle Makin' love to the money no cuddles Couple goons yeah I love em like brothers Running low on Tris now I'm sippin' on Wok Hear the rage in my music just like it's rock They knew I was gone pop just like my Glock Feelin' like Rich Homie cause I'm never gone stop Threw my dawg a bell I ever gone knock Had to make it threw Hell just to sit at the top Niggas askin' for the key got the block on lock I was runnin' from 12 had dope in my Socks Feelin' like Big Sean when they seen me gettin' guap Having too many racks can't hold in my skinnies Got An Awful Alot Of Cough Syrup on my dickies Even my OG bags be sticky Think I need some more money cause my palms keep Itching Can't cook on the stove trap spot in the kitchen. Still getting rap checks but I'm still independent Even all the old opps still gone kill em Nigga I'm the source you still in the middle Wonder why ya bitch all under my pictures I ain't got favors for none of these niggas I ain't got loyalty for none these bitches Remember we was down bad nigga in the trenches Now 2022 we up 6 figures Had to separate from niggas cause I had to get richer I expanded on niggas now they see me getting bigger When I start comin' up then niggas start actin' funny You mad cause ya bitch at the hotel with my buddy Or a nigga want war cause his bitch was fuckin' my cousin It's too hard for me to get serious cause I love this money Outta town trap still bunkin'. I ain't in the trap I'm still doing numbers Real exotic bags come get a bundle Not Mershawn Lynch won't fumble We twins ima ride for my brother Still scoring on these niggas no huddle Makin' love to the money no cuddles Couple goons yeah I love em like brothers