Fake Love Songtext
von William Singe
Fake Love Songtext
I′ve been down so long it look like up to me
They look up to me
I got fake people showing fake love to me
Straight up to my face, straight up to my face
Something ain't right when we talking
Something ain′t right when we talking
Look like you hiding your problems
Really you never was all in
No, you can't son me
You won't never get to run me
Just when shit look out of reach, I reach back like one, three
Like one, three
That′s when they smile in my face
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place, yeah
Know they wanna take my place
I can tell that love is fake
Ain′t no telling what I'm finna be on, go Will
I′m beyond all that fuck shit
Hey lil' mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Baby, touch my gang we gon′ turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me ten times three
30,000 dollars for a hitter to get flee
I just hit Rodeo and I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones, damn I'm really never home
Listen man
G′day mate
I done heard you done got you a dime piece, man
Hell naw, man
One of the Beyoncé, Meagan Good types, man
Nah, nah, nah
Is that true, man?
I just wanna know
Probably not
I mean, to be honest with you, she's a...
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck
Oh my god, that's my baby
Caroline, you divine
Mighty fine
Shawty really blow the pipe (that′s true)
Like a pro
Fuck you thought
′Cause great scenes might be great
But I love your bloopers
And perfect's for the urgent
I want forever
Caroline, don′t you see that
I want you to be mine
They look up to me
I got fake people showing fake love to me
Straight up to my face, straight up to my face (I'm beyond)
They look up to me
I got fake people showing fake love to me
Straight up to my face, straight up to my face
Something ain't right when we talking
Something ain′t right when we talking
Look like you hiding your problems
Really you never was all in
No, you can't son me
You won't never get to run me
Just when shit look out of reach, I reach back like one, three
Like one, three
That′s when they smile in my face
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place
Whole time they wanna take my place, yeah
Know they wanna take my place
I can tell that love is fake
Ain′t no telling what I'm finna be on, go Will
I′m beyond all that fuck shit
Hey lil' mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Baby, touch my gang we gon′ turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me ten times three
30,000 dollars for a hitter to get flee
I just hit Rodeo and I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones, damn I'm really never home
Listen man
G′day mate
I done heard you done got you a dime piece, man
Hell naw, man
One of the Beyoncé, Meagan Good types, man
Nah, nah, nah
Is that true, man?
I just wanna know
Probably not
I mean, to be honest with you, she's a...
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck
Oh my god, that's my baby
Caroline, you divine
Mighty fine
Shawty really blow the pipe (that′s true)
Like a pro
Fuck you thought
′Cause great scenes might be great
But I love your bloopers
And perfect's for the urgent
I want forever
Caroline, don′t you see that
I want you to be mine
They look up to me
I got fake people showing fake love to me
Straight up to my face, straight up to my face (I'm beyond)
Writer(s): Michael Clark, Jordan Willey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com