Fake Industry

Lyrics

[Chorus: Trouble] I know you usually see me [?] with the indostry But I'm not one of them fuck niggas in the indostry We the niggas who the indostry pretend to be We sleep [?] [Verse 1: Trouble] Lights, camera, action, the life I live what rappers acting Pistol packing, bitch slapping, man [?] Only stand [?] full of real niggas So don't put us [?] no pussy boy [?] [?] that chrome No [?] big boy homes [?] got an M.O I'm a dog chasing that bone 'Cause a bone money, for you slow [?] who don't know nothing [?] [?] nigga from the indostry, you pretended to be me [?] up at the club, then I'm answering the phone for a thug Guarantee you won't see [?] to bust [?] rapping like they really some street vets I guess it's all entertainment, what these niggas claming [Chorus: Trouble] I know you usually see me [?] with the indostry But I'm not one of them fuck niggas in the indostry We the niggas who the indostry pretend to be We sleep [?] [Verse 2: Scalez] Eh, Trouble, what's poppin?, nigga I appreciate this blessing My opinion on this indostry, how these niggas out here flexing See we really in the streets, [?] we gon' eat But I've been observing these lil niggas, and let me tell you what I peeped They ain't really 'bout that shit that they be putting on these beats They ain't really fucking these hoes, falling in love with these freaks They ain't really got them bricks, and they ain't really busting them bails They ain't really doing this shit, [?] than Young Scalez Out the gate, I was made, born and raised round the realest And they tought me to stay focused, keep it money over bitches Niggas talking 'bout that maybe shit, I don't play I just do it, motherfucker, and you can take that to the bank [Chorus: Trouble] I know you usually see me [?] with the indostry But I'm not one of them fuck niggas in the indostry We the niggas who the indostry pretend to be We sleep [?] [Verse 3: Yung Rich] I sleep alone, 'cause Yung Rich known to keep a chrome I [?] blown, plus I'm cool when the heater's on Man [?] Cheech and Chong, keep me gone, I'm in another zone I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm just looking for another bone I [?] brother's home, I'm on the road with a couple hoes Tryna do my mission like a Double O They waiting for me to bubble up, 'cause these niggas double suck They double blow, plus they small chickens, nigga, buffalos [?] geting frantic, I'm empatient with that cannon Trouble like look, don't panic It's all good, bro, I planned it Got no time for your answers or somantics [?] like work, got no job [?] manage [Chorus: Trouble] I know you usually see me [?] with the indostry But I'm not one of them fuck niggas in the indostry We the niggas who the indostry pretend to be We sleep [?]