Yvette - Fakefree KP & Leer Luciano: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Fakefree KP & Leer Luciano

Yvette

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Yvette was released on May 26, 2025 by Keep Progress'n Music/DreamCo. as a part of the album More Pain More Poetry

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Fakefree KP

Vocals

Leer Luciano

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

K. Price

Songwriter

K. Evans

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Leer Luciano

Producer

Lyrics

I wanted to fuck your sister out of spite

You the type of bitch to make wish

If reincarnation exist you’d die in another life

Only murder would suffice

On god

You made it hard for me to grow & trust

Blind to it

I ain’t look for love just only lust

Hit rewind remember times when it was only us

But now it’s fuck a bitch

Just fuck a bitch til I turn to dust

I done hurt enough

I done heard enough

Cause you tend to get redundant

Like fucking other ****

then pretending that you wasn’t

I forgive it like it’s nothing

Simping & suffering

Sickened & wondering

Did you kiss him and fuck him

Cause if you kissed him and fuc…

It’s more intimate

It means more when you

Difference between attention

and then pure intention

But you been sheltered half your life

So you forsure a victim

You can’t tell if a **** miss you

Or if your the mission

Bunch of whores & hoes

And you gone join his system

More I think back, more it fit your description

But sometimes love make you ignore ya instinct

Used to talk like you was too good for a ****

Like I was too hood of a ****

Got your parents thinking

You some fucking goodie two shoes

A preachers kid

Super unappreciative

Tryna preach to me

But you ain’t do what preachers did

Cause if a **** Adam

You supposed to be his rib

Ya family will freak out

If they knew you a freak in bed

Talking Sunday dinner whole time she eating dick

And ya dad don’t even dig

Steady getting fucked

That a fuck you ain’t even give

Let **** hit and wave

Crazy you had hidden ways

Resume look good until you flip the page

So you gone get a man because you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

The hand you give is underhanded

But you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

Ya soul a lil damaged

But you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

I don’t know how you manage

Yea you perfect on paper

Swear you perfect on paper

I know you feeling salty right haha

Damn

I know you wanna call me right

On that gram man

I know that you had saw me right

Probably on ya friend page

And in her story right

I know you feeling sorry

Better get your story right

See I’m lit in my city

Yea destroying mics

But I rebuke satan

Never steal my joy & light

Cause once I call quits

I will never call it twice

You got a daughter right?

Moved to New York

Saying you was chasing dance

Said I ain’t have a chance

Now you got a baby dad

Two different cleans

Cause I gained and I’m tied up

Bitch and now you just washed up

But you gone get a man because you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

The hand you give is underhanded

But you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

Ya soul a lil damaged

But you perfect on paper

Perfect on paper

I don’t know how you manage

Yea you perfect on paper

Written by: K. Evans, K. Price

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