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von Tom MacDonald

Fake Fans Songtext

Please don′t make a song on race, please don't make a song on guns
Please don′t rap 'bout grills and chains, please don't rap ′bout doin′ drugs
Please don't sell out, please don′t fail us, please don't kill yourself and blame us
Please don′t blow up, just get better, please stay underground forever
Please don't let the money change you, please be good with what you′ve made
Please remain who you were when we found you, halfway in your grave
Are you depressed again? Write about it, please explain
'Cause when you feel like dyin', that shit just helps me through my day

Look, I ain′t changin′ for a buck, I ain't changin′ for a fan
I ain't changin′ nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am
If you fuck with me, I hope that y′all enjoy it
Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yah

I ain't switchin′ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up an′ everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was


You ain′t, you ain't, you ain′t my mama, yeah
You ain't, you ain′t, you ain't my boss, woo
You ain't, you ain′t, you ain′t my papa, yeah
You ain't the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though

Please stop using auto-tune ′cause you sound great, I love your voice
Please don't drink to kill the pain, you sobered up and made that choice
Please don′t stop responding to my comments, if you took it wrong
Please don't ever come down off that pedestal I put you on
Please don′t contradict yourself, and make songs with those famous rappers
Please just barely pay your rent, I'll buy your t-shirt, autograph it
Please don't ever change your style, or cut your hair, or switch your side
Do that, and I′ll leave you, please just stay the same until you die

Look, I ain′t changin' for a buck, I ain′t changin' for a fan
I ain′t changin' nothin′ up, this is who the fuck I am
If you fuck with me, I hope that y'all enjoy it
Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yah

I ain′t switchin′ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up an' everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin′ me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was


You ain't, you ain′t, you ain't my mama, yeah
You ain′t, you ain't, you ain't my boss, woo
You ain′t, you ain′t, you ain't my papa, yeah
You ain′t the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though

Please don't talk ′bout politics, please don't talk ′bout God
Please don't get no more tattoo's, I think you′ve got a lot
Please don′t disagree with me, I only want the best for you
I only want what I agree with, I don't want the rest of you
Please take shots at mumble rappers, love it when you make those records
Please don′t talk 'bout mental health, I have never had depression
I only like your songs if when I listen, I relate
The rest of all your music is just rapping that I really hate

Look, I ain′t changin' for a buck, I ain′t changin' for a fan
I ain't changin′ nothin′ up, this is who the fuck I am
If you fuck with me, I hope that y'all enjoy it
Beware of all the fake fans tryin′ to destroy it, yah

I ain't switchin′ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up an' everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin′ me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain't, you ain't, you ain′t my mama, yeah
You ain′t, you ain't, you ain′t my boss, woo
You ain't, you ain′t, you ain't my papa, yeah
You ain′t the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though

If y'all are triggered, bro, what you listen fo'?
I don′t get it, bro, act invincible, y′all are bitches, though
I ain't switching, bro, nothing′s different, no, eh
If you can't stand the heat, then get the fuck up out the kitchen, bro

I ain′t switching it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up and everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doing me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain't, you ain′t, you ain't my mama, yeah
You ain't, you ain′t, you ain′t my boss, woo
You ain't, you ain′t, you ain't my papa, yeah
You ain′t the Jesus on my cross, God bless you though

If y'all are triggered, bro, what you listen fo′?
I don't get it, bro, act invincible, y'all are bitches, though
I ain′t switchin′, bro, nothin's different, no, eh
If you can′t stand the heat, then get the fuck up out the kitchen, bro

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