Trae Tha Truth, Bun B, Devin The Dude - Don’t Fake lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Bun B, Devin The Dude - Don’t Fake lyrics]
Yeah
Now I could talk about, a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought
That you probably can't
The broads that I fuck
The people that I meet
But that shit won't help a young nigga
Survive on the street
I can tell you bout how many
Blocks I bled with the crack
Stood outside every night
Trying to get myself a stack
But when niggas run up on you
With that thang to your back
Is your motherfucking ass
Fin to know how to react
See hustling is some shit
That a nigga is born with
Not some game from a song
You can try to get on with
Now you can buy every song
Bout crack ever made
But if it ain't in your heart
You ain't fins to get paid
Now read some Iceberg Slim
It might get you a bitch
But you'll never have a stable
You'll never be rich
Memorize all your Screw tapes
It won't make you a G
Cause niggas dying out here
Trying to be they favorite MC
Do whatever you please, say whatever you want
But don't fake, don't front naw
Cause it ain't hard to get touched
To get roughed up to get fucked up, y'all
Lately I've been zoning
Trying to get away from all of the pressure
These wanna-be G's that wanna-be MC's
Need to get they shit together
It's whatever
Niggas thinking they thugging cause
They crunk off Pac
And everytime they step out on the block
They be the first to get shot
I don't know what you thinking
But dog we keep it gangsta for real
We took everything that we lived
And then supplied it with skills
I don't need no handout
Cause I grind and I can shine on my own
Everything I talked about the memory
I ain't just make up no song
Better check my bloodline
Everything I represent might get
You shut down
Been in the midst of guerillas
Respected I never backed down
I'm faithfully mobbing
While y'all be faithfully faking
Perpetrating trying to play that roll
Will get your life faithfully taken
And dismissed bitch
You don't wanna get caught up
In that street hype
If you ain't been in these streets
Then you won't make it in that street life
I'm telling you mayn
Better leave that dick-riding alone
And go on and do what you do
And take your fraud ass back home
A lot of thangs be on my mind, all the time
Move around
A lot of niggas be out here lying
All the time, so they can shine
But as long, as they don't cross that line
Anytime, I don't pay you no mind
I just gotta be me, niggas you need to be you
What you lying fo'
Now I could talk about, a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought
That you probably can't
The broads that I fuck
The people that I meet
But that shit won't help a young nigga
Survive on the street
I can tell you bout how many
Blocks I bled with the crack
Stood outside every night
Trying to get myself a stack
But when niggas run up on you
With that thang to your back
Is your motherfucking ass
Fin to know how to react
See hustling is some shit
That a nigga is born with
Not some game from a song
You can try to get on with
Now you can buy every song
Bout crack ever made
But if it ain't in your heart
You ain't fins to get paid
Now read some Iceberg Slim
It might get you a bitch
But you'll never have a stable
You'll never be rich
Memorize all your Screw tapes
It won't make you a G
Cause niggas dying out here
Trying to be they favorite MC
Do whatever you please, say whatever you want
But don't fake, don't front naw
Cause it ain't hard to get touched
To get roughed up to get fucked up, y'all
Lately I've been zoning
Trying to get away from all of the pressure
These wanna-be G's that wanna-be MC's
Need to get they shit together
It's whatever
Niggas thinking they thugging cause
They crunk off Pac
And everytime they step out on the block
They be the first to get shot
I don't know what you thinking
But dog we keep it gangsta for real
We took everything that we lived
And then supplied it with skills
I don't need no handout
Cause I grind and I can shine on my own
Everything I talked about the memory
I ain't just make up no song
Better check my bloodline
Everything I represent might get
You shut down
Been in the midst of guerillas
Respected I never backed down
I'm faithfully mobbing
While y'all be faithfully faking
Perpetrating trying to play that roll
Will get your life faithfully taken
And dismissed bitch
You don't wanna get caught up
In that street hype
If you ain't been in these streets
Then you won't make it in that street life
I'm telling you mayn
Better leave that dick-riding alone
And go on and do what you do
And take your fraud ass back home
A lot of thangs be on my mind, all the time
Move around
A lot of niggas be out here lying
All the time, so they can shine
But as long, as they don't cross that line
Anytime, I don't pay you no mind
I just gotta be me, niggas you need to be you
What you lying fo'