Eli Fross - Fake Shit lyrics

I take these Percocets to get in my zone yeah
I'm from the cold streets yeah
I see the sunlight but covered
In the storm yeah
Nigga we gon fight but I rather throw yeah
Nigga I went through the struggle
Mean a lot of pain
And If I'm calling you my brother
You get blessed the same
And we won't switch up on each
Other we won't cross the grain
And we be real with each other
Ain't no fake in gang
Ain't fake in gang
Ain't no switch or change
Say you a dime baby girl
But I don't carry change
You out your mind baby girl
I only love the bank
I'm tryna fly up out this world
In have a crib in space
(crib in space)
I can't love no more my heart is closed
I been living large like a boss
My niggas got far we was broke
I don't need no one I'll be solo
I'll be solo

I'll be solo
Niggas be faking be snitching on low low
Niggas be talking be ratting to the po-po
Say they witchu but they switch
On that bro code
Say that's ya man but your mans
Fucking on your bitch doe
Locked in the can you ain't help your mans
You ain't send him shit bro
I was in the cell I was in
Hell I ain't have no hope
Can't trust nobody can't trust
Not a damn soul
We'll make it hot in broad day
It could be bare cold
Don't give a fuck what you gotta
Say nigga we gon go
Nigga we on go
Don't give a fuck what you gotta
Say nigga we on go
Nigga we on go
See I been living this life
Where niggas thinking it's perfect
But I came from gravel where
Niggas going through worse things
Mom call me in the cell
I know she was hurting
I gotta get out so I can reverse this

Free all my felons
They locked in the cell and
We talk on the cell and
They see me through mailings
Love my fallen in heaven
Save me a spot up in heaven
But while I'm down I'm here
I'ma keep terrorizing shit until
I'm up in there
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah

I take these Percocets to get in my zone yeah
I'm from the cold streets yeah
I see the sunlight but covered
In the storm yeah
Nigga we gon fight but I rather throw yeah
Nigga I went through the struggle
Mean a lot of pain
And If I'm calling you my brother
You get blessed the same
And we won't switch up on each
Other we won't cross the grain
And we be real with each other
Ain't no fake in gang
Ain't fake in gang
Ain't no switch or change
Say you a dime baby girl
But I don't carry change
You out your mind baby girl
I only love the bank
I'm tryna fly up out this world
And have a crib in space
(crib in space)
And have a crib in space
I'm tryna fly up out this world
And have a crib in space
(Fross)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah