#FakeWoke

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First verse-
Throwin round wallets like tha dude that kid Cudi hit
 
Nevermind all that hatred/ just please stop that fake shit
 
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
 
I hate everything you stand for, it's fake
 
It's like 5 minutes ago, woke up and all I see is a whore,
 
Can't use that phonecause I'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
 
Enough is enough with your fake ass lines
 
Stuntin' in some other Jordan nines
 
I think you need the streets to succeed the industry
 
For the sake of all money, this is fake and y'all funny
 
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
 
How could you think that if everyone is fake they can make it
 
You other bitches fake, just like baloney,
 
I just wanted somebody I can see
 
They for grossing a bigger business
 
Woke up and from woken from above like who tha fuck is this
 
Chorus-
Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take
 
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake
 
Mother fuckers what you do
 
2nd verse-
Ur stories was always fake
 
I know what it take
 
They can not pause like right one sega
 
Fake based in the area
 
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
 
Hit and miss these fake crips
 
I'm dreaming to be great
 
You can think i'm a fake,
 
And these fake cocksuckers fists/
 
Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss
 
H2o flow and i don't hold gate
 
I don't believe in bein fake
 
Your fake, man you mistake
 
Who’s iller, i’ll wait
 
Chorus-
Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take
 
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake
 
Mother fuckers what you do,
 
Third verse-
You as fake as fake needs to know.
 
Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo
 
The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.
 
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
 
Ur love was always fake
 
She self made, i'm self made
 
Little white gangsters, i'd call that phase ironic,
 
And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
 
On twitter today / #ripping this fake
 
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
 
You can think i'm a fake,
 
I can tell you that this tape
 
Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back
 
Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that
 
Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,
 
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
 
Chorus-
Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take
 
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake
 
Mother fuckers what you do
 
Fourth verse-
I'm with your girlfriend eating chips
 
Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,
 
You can think i'm a fake,
 
New york, va, dc, get paid
 
And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew
 
You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you
 
Ice and rain, letter, center of attention
 
I dnt no where you muther fuckers have been
 
But nobody cares about ém, son bow down now, fuckers, ether nigga
 
I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh
 
All you niggas dead , dead fake
 
They fasting they won't leave me eat

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