1TakeJay, Rucci - Fake Gon Hate lyrics

Wait, hol' up
The fake gon' hate, real recognize real
Burn rubber to the bag
Screaming fuck how you feel
They did a nigga cold 'til
A nigga got chills
I'm having withdrawals and I
Don't even pop pills
It's people that gotta eat
That mean I gotta make a meal
'Cause they lookin' up to me but
I don't even got a mil'
And look, I ain't in my feelings
I'm just tryna keep it real
But I don't really trust nobody
I can't tell you how I feel

Hey look, my back against the wall and I
Can't tell you how I feel
They took my closest homie right
Before I signed a deal (That's on Norf)
Everybody lookin' at me like I got a mil'
(I ain't got shit)
Every time I think about the
Mackk, I get chills, this shit real
Gotta go through it to get to it (Get to it)
Remember everything
Won't forget how you did Rucci
(Did me, nigga) and that's on everything
Ain't depending on myself
Ain't depending on you niggas
Yeah, I did it by myself
Still right here with my niggas
Shed some tears, sip some liquor
I'm reminiscing
Looking at these pictures, dawg
I miss my niggas thinkin' 'bout my pops
Free my uncle out that box
Free DaDa and fuck the opps
Forever Mackk until I drop
I'm catching flights, ain't
Catching feelings
Don't feel right with them niggas
At the light, clutch my glizzy
I don't trust shit, clearly
Catching flights, ain't catching feelings
Don't feel right with them niggas
At the light, clutch my glizzy
I don't trust shit, clearly

Wait, hol' up
The fake gon' hate, real recognize real
Burn rubber to the bag
Screaming fuck how you feel
They did a nigga cold 'til
A nigga got chills
I'm having withdrawals and I
Don't even pop pills
It's people that gotta eat
That mean I gotta make a meal
'Cause they lookin' up to me but
I don't even got a mil'
And look, I ain't in my feelings
I'm just tryna keep it real
But I don't really trust nobody
I can't tell you how I feel

Ayy, just listen
You gotta show me that you really
With me not against me
You hard headed, you don't ever get it
Pay attention
To what I'm sayin', I'ma keep it real
Been poppin' too many pills, man
I know I gotta chill
I was down on my ass, I don't wanna go back
On my face too many times
But nobody know that
I think about it all the time if
I could bring my bro back
Y'all see Rucci, but y'all don' know Mackk
I wanna do whatever I can do
Just to make my mom stress-free
I dropped out of high school
Can't a soul test me i been livin' it up
Runnin' through check after check
I ain't settlin' nothin'
Want nothin' less but the best
Got an S on my chest like I'm Superman
I promise if I can get it done, I'ma do it
Man this from the bottom of my
Heart to every Rucci fan
You know I love you, you
Hate me, motherfuck you, haha

Wait, hol' up
The fake gon' hate, real recognize real
Burn rubber to the bag
Screaming fuck how you feel
They did a nigga cold 'til
A nigga got chills
I'm having withdrawals and I
Don't even pop pills
It's people that gotta eat
That mean I gotta make a meal
'Cause they lookin' up to me but
I don't even got a mil'
And look, I ain't in my feelings
I'm just tryna keep it real
But I don't really trust nobody
I can't tell you how I feel