All this fake love really made me hate love
Used to say it change me but for real I'm still the same thug
I locked inside the booth they turn me to a maniac
I gotta tell the truth give you my word and I won't take it back
I put that money up them rainy days I see it coming from a distance
I'm city rolling with my dawgs I know they think we bipping
Right now I'm just chasing chicken
Be right back in a minute
24 I send 50
25 I need a million
Can't tell you how many times I took that risk
I can't tell you how many times I put life right on that frontline
Got tired of wasting time
Man these bitches dropping dimes
And from me they won't get a penny
I feel the hate in envy
See it her face this bitch don't think I see it kus she pretty
That's just way I stay on 50's
Backend on my phone I hit the road fasho I go and get him
N This just the way I'm living
Face shot
Nigga get to trippen
Headshot
We don't do no missing
Fake love
Why I keep my distance
All this fake love really made me hate love
Used to say it change me but for real I'm still the same thug
I locked inside the booth they turn me to a maniac
I gotta tell the truth give you my word and I won't take it back