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lirik lagu fake love – yhung t.o.

[intro]
jem made it, know ‘m sayin’?

[verse]
in this life a n-gga live, i keep my weapon tight
havin’ dreams of me dead, i can’t sleep at night
lot of problems adding up but that sh-t come with life
if a n-gga ever cross me i can’t take it light
we gon’ wet them n-ggas spot, they gon’ die tonight
i already got the drop, we gon’ slide tonight
my baby tell me that i’m wrong, but i feel it’s right
n-gga we want all the smoke, so i keep a light
who these n-ggas think they is? n-gga i don’t fight
my closest brother, he a shooter, he’ll take yo’ life
i don’t wanna f-ck yo’ b-tch but lil’ noonie might
if you got problems wit’ 1-9 and wit’ me it’s on sight
catch a n-gga in that whip, draw down on him
caught him lackin’ wit that b-tch, she went down for him
’cause she told me who you was, where you at n-gga?
we don’t do no talkin’ on that net, it just flack n-gga
20 bands on my b-tch, that’s no cap n-gga
speakin’ down on my gang, get you whacked n-gga
i got pills, i got drank and i tax n-gga
i got cookie, i hit berner for that pack n-gga
feds already askin’ questions, so don’t ask n-gga
anytime i might slide, keep a mask n-gga
don’t give a f-ck ’bout where we at, ain’t no p-ss n-gga
in that coupe, me and my b-tch, 200 on dash n-gga
ain’t no chillin’ in my hood, yeah it’s bad n-gga
i know i got these haters mad, kiss my -ss n-gga
fully automatic ‘k wit’ the strap n-gga
ricky run, ricky run, hit yo’ back n-gga
already know yo’ b-tch choosin’, ain’t gon’ ask n-gga
only rock wit’ glock sticks, f-ck chrome mags n-gga
you ain’t my brother, you just call me for some cash n-gga
couple n-ggas turned snakes, turned rats, but it’s good though
n-gga i’m still posted in that hood though
n-ggas act like i won’t post up at yo’ hoods though
time p-ss, act like it ain’t happen, it ain’t good though
hit a n-gga up and then i go all his clique though
try somethin’, i still wish a n-gga would
forever thuggin’, i stay posted in that hood
n-ggas talkin’ like we took, like we gone or somethin’
like we won’t pop up and put 50 to yo’ dome or somethin’
like we don’t know where you lay your head, where yo’ home or somethin’
then everybody talkin’ to me, like i’m wrong or somethin’
like i ain’t really ’bout that beef, like it ain’t on or somethin’
like just ’cause i’m rich i ain’t runnin’ round wit’ that chrome or somethin’
i think these n-ggas lost they mind but they better find it
n-gga you only live once, life you can’t rewind it
we ain’t gon’ speak about when we comin’, we gon’ move in silence
got that devil in my head, they think i be wildin’
and i ain’t gon’ play wit’ n-ggas
choices already been made, so i ain’t save the n-ggas
if you f-ckin’ wit’ them suckas you gon’ lay wit’ n-ggas
it was once love but i guess money changed them n-ggas
but me i’m still that same n-gga
still keep my gang n-gga
i will never change n-gga
and you ain’t in my lane n-gga
ain’t gon’ argue, nothin’ to say n-gga
i’m shootin’ to my grave n-gga

[outro]
jem made it, know ‘m sayin’?

- yhung t o

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