Real & Fake

Will you gotta chill like for real

Aye aye aye

aye aye aye

I got bands in the bank & I got Bans on the beat

Aye

aye aye aye

Lately I've been noticing the real and the fake

I was on my ass

You ain't care If I ate

They don't wanna see you win,

They don't wanna see you paid

How the fuck you saying you my ****,

But you ain't help me get this cake

How the fuck you say you my ****

But you ain't help me get a bag

I remember I was down bad,

I was reaching for a hand

I remember I was down bad

You had the ball and you ain't pass

You had the ball and you ain't pass

I didn't want to have to do it,

Don't make me get up on your ass

Was down bad, is what it is,

Don't make me get up in your bag

Expect to slide

I tried to tell 'em that

We ain't giving up no pass

I got on my back,

With the titties on the strap

I'll buss another jug, put the hoodies on the map

How you say you real ,

If you ain't where its at

Wish you would try to act

Came from nun, start from scratch

Making plays had to fuck around,

Fell in love with the packs

Better not no love get you whacked

I'm with Suede we done walked up

in the club with some stacks

I can't see they love when they cap

But we not them type of **** I ain't fucking with that

Lately I've been noticing the real and the fake

I was on my ass

You ain't care If I ate

They don't wanna see you win,

They don't wanna see you paid

How the fuck you saying you my ****,

But you ain't help me get this cake

How the fuck you say you my ****

But you ain't help me get a bag

I remember I was down bad,

I was reaching for a hand

I remember I was down bad

You had the ball and you ain't pass

You had the ball and you ain't pass

People change every time its really true aye

They ain't bout to be there

Be to be there when you lose aye

I be over thinking when i'm sipping on this juice, aye

Pull up in a brand new car with Tru, aye

They ain't used to like me,

whats all the fake love about

I had cut some **** off,

they had runny mouths

Bitch I've been through hell and back

I had to thug it out

I'm still at the block still selling pounds

Don't compare me, I don't want to be no one else

Fuck ya fake love,

you can keep it to your fucking self

Shit changed, I don't know why

when I came out of jail

I've been through hell and back,

and if you fake I can tell

Lately I've been noticing the real and the fake

I was on my ass

You ain't care If I ate

They don't wanna see you win,

They don't wanna see you paid

How the fuck you saying you my ****,

But you ain't help me get this cake

How the fuck you say you my ****

But you ain't help me get a bag

I remember I was down bad,

I was reaching for a hand

I remember I was down bad

You had the ball and you ain't pass

You had the ball and you ain't pass

Aye, Aye

aye aye aye

Aye, Aye

aye aye aye