Fake Love (feat. Ling Hussle & E. Mak)

This pain behind my eyes

When it rains, shit, it pours outside

But that sunshine gon' always shine

And we win and they don't know why

I could call these fuckers out, but they ain't worth the amount

I just made a slight adjustment and I turned it around

Now they show me love, but back then, they was turnin' me down

Said he was my friend, but in his eyes, all I saw was doubt

Well, you know what they say, keep your enemies close

Congregating with bro gave me frenemies a toast

It's for the best, that's all I wish and I hope

It ain't you when I press my eyelid on a scope

Seen my mom cryin', that shit put pain in my heart

And that pain in my heart, it had to stay in the dark

'Cause these demons that I got has got to stay in the past

I ain't tryna feed the beast, I ain't tryna let him eat

I ain't tryna let him speak, I got the Devil on my shoulder

Gettin' birds every week

I heard them hissin' from the cobras

Wiser, now I'm older, last two flips, I kept the ree

And gave the profit to the soldier

My guy jerked me and acted like it wasn't him

I'm kinda lucky 'cause I had the bigger job for him

Imagine that, can't do business with half these guys that rap

'Cause they just full of chat, my trap's full of packs

My stash full of racks, tryna distance myself but the haters tryna bridge the gap

Associations got my phone tapped

I feel safer on my ones, how real is that?

This pain behind my eyes

When it rains, shit, it pours outside

But that sunshine gon' always shine

And we win and they don't know why

So just miss me with the fake love, fake love

Please just miss me with the fake love (Miss me with the fake love)

Said just miss me with the fake love, fake love

Please just miss me with the fake love (Miss me with the fake love)

Cracks in the floor, marks in the ceiling

They did name it lower class, we made it appealing

But I lost some people, and I wish that I could keep them

So I always check for my brothers, them that are grieving

Awake but I'm dreamin', baby rappers bitin' on my style

I see them teething

Shitting on me back then, so I ain't nearly even

Work Friday nights like Mondays

We don't see the weekend

No sleep, I'm in the wrong sequence

My eyes, dem heavy, get petty in the Bevy

I ain't had a chance to get brekkie

I be gettin' ready, 'zall ready, less time, my lady gets dressy

I'm caught up in the grind, they can't left me

I'm tryna ball all around the world, like get techie

They seen I hop a whole load of flights, I get jetty

I land back, give thanks, check my body, get messy

I ain't tryna stop until I see we all stress-free

I been through enough to learn I mean what I speak

And I been out here long enough to know it gets deep

We keep it in the streets, we don't talk to the police

We keep the shhh tight, we can't afford any leaks

I keep my links tight, I can't afford any leaks

You're talkin' to a crook, and my love, I see ya teeth

I influence them, they actin' like they can't see

You're talkin' 'bout haze, you coulda not mentioned me

This pain behind my eyes

When it rains, shit, it pours outside

But that sunshine gon' always shine

And we win and they don't know why

So just miss me with the fake love, fake love

Please just miss me with the fake love (Miss me with the fake love)

Said just miss me with the fake love, fake love

Please just miss me with the fake love (Miss me with the fake love)