Fake Love

Lyrics

[Intro: Calboy] (CashMoneyAP) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, gee, gee, yeah, yeah Ayy, ayy, oh, oh Ayy (Sheesh) [Chorus: Calboy] Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Ayy) I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news "No your honor," I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah) I need dollars, I been in the kitchen, we not makin' food (Ayy) Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (Fake though), bitch I'm ridin' I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside We gon' leave them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin' Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy [Verse 1: Calboy] I get busy with the glizzy, I'm not scared of y'all, ayy Hide my face behind the tint, but I'm not scary dog I won't mention none of the oppositions, I'ma bury y'all He not solid, I heard that he snitchin', yeah he tell it all Oh-oh, yeah, ayy I can't do romance, bitch I been hopeless (I been hopeless) Ayy, trappin' on the daily, I need more bread (Need more bread) And it's Long Live The Kings, but off with your head (Off with your head) Yeah, I grip tight on Nina, you can hold that (Ayy) [Chorus: Calboy] Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Hate it too) I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news (Yeah) "No your honor," I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah) I need dollars, I been in the kitchen, we not makin' food Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (It's fake though), bitch I'm ridin' I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside We gon' leave them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin' Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy [Verse 2: Polo G] Givenchy and Amiri, pop out fresher than an Altoid, uh Dracos, Glocks and Wessons, we got loud toys How many shots? 'Bout one-four-seven, like I'm Calboy My lil' killa, dangerous keep it on 'em, like he got a FOID You know if I put foenem on that car, it got destroyed We ain't fuck, I kicked her out, she talk too much, I got annoyed Tell you 'bout my life, bitch I'm a gangsta just to sum it up He ain't from that sand box, can't stamp him, he ain't one of us I was trappin' in the cold, tryna catch another rush Pull up in that Beamer truck, all I know is run it up Thirty in this Louis, feel like Glizzy, just for warnin' up They heard 'bout my city, they won't tell me, they ain't dumb enough [Chorus: Calboy] Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Ayy) I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news "No your honor," I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah) I need dollars, I been in the kitchen, we not makin' food (Ayy) Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though, bitch I'm ridin I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside We gon' leave them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin' Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine