KingDeezy - Fake Flex Lyrics

Uh why everyone tryna flex?
Showing off their fancy things try and show who's next
Yuh like why does it matter
It's really just a competition to see who's sadder
Uh and I'm throwing no shade
I'm just speaking fax of the sad modern day
Yuh and I know the truth kinda hurts
But I'm tryna save your hearts from being kicked in the dirt

Loving all my people yea that's my life motto
I got a big heart put it in a bottle
A lot of people they don't close to me
It's not really on them it's on me you see

Gotta get the fame and put your name in the world
Some of y'all try to hard it makes us wanna hurl
I continue running numbers up and yup I stole his girl
This ain't a diss track but we might give it a whirl

I understand that everyone want all the fame
We all just see you riding dick it's kinda lame
Yeah me and you we are not the same
Cause I did it all on me not around some lames

Yea looking back on the past
It's crazy how shit switches up and changes happen fast
I always knew that I would never end in last
And y'all never learn so welcome to class

Uh why everyone tryna flex
Showing off their fancy things try and show who's next
Yuh like why does it matter
It's really just a competition to see who's sadder
Uh and I'm throwing no shade
I'm just speaking fax of the sad modern day
Yuh and I know the truth kinda hurts
But I'm tryna save your hearts from being kicked in the dirt

Yeah and to that clown Nate Colpert
I know my flow sound the same I do it for the culture
What? Yeah, You Lowery a fan doe
A 3 out of 10 and I still got more to go

It's kinda sad cause I like your boy jack
His shit sounded pretty normal not f*cking whack
I don't even know why you dissed my beats
Soft ass lil boy pls just take a seat

Dressing shit in the past It is what it is
Everybody close know what happened at the crib
I really just sat back and enjoyed my trip
But now I'm feelin hot so let's talk some shit

It seems like nowadays no one shuts they lips
I swear that everyday something new just slips
F*ck with all that fakin yeah it's got to quit
I love pulling up in my foreign whip

I'm makin all that cash and I got a bitch
She do it wit no hands yeah she loves to strip
I know some people good wit extending clips
If ya loose ya grip they can make it quick

I'm tryna leave a mark let me know who I am
When I go on tour in catch me mobbin with the fans
I can't ride your wave yeah I'm not a fan
Feeling reborn yeah I just began

Niggas talkin down on me I want all the smoke
I pull up and deliver and I never f*cking choke
I didn't wanna do it but f*ck it doeee
All that shit talkin yeah it's gotta go

Uh why everyone tryna flex?
Showing off their fancy things try and show who's next
Yuh like why does it matter
It's really just a competition to see who's sadder
Uh and I'm throwing no shade
I'm just speaking fax of the sad modern day
Yuh and I know the truth kinda hurts
But I'm tryna save your hearts from being kicked in the dirt