Yo Gotti - No Fake Love lyrics

(808Mafia)

On some real shit (Mm)
You niggas can keep your fake love (Uh, uh)
Keep your fraudulent likes
(No fake love, we was selling drugs)
Your phony-ass comments
(They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug)
Nigga, you ain't even gotta shake my hand
(Mm, mm)
We can see the hate in your eyes (Uh, mm)
CMG, Gen Now
(No fake love, we was selling drugs)
That's where it stops (Mm, mm)
(Gangsta Grillz)

NFL yard line, nigga, I'm a hunnid
Big Gotti, eighty somethin'
Fifteen from a hunnid M's
I heard they don't fuck with me
(Ha) , I don't fuck with them (Fuck 'em)
They say they gon' do somethin' to a nigga
I ain't one of them
Boy, please, put yo' hands on a gangsta
Gon' die fake love
I don't even believe my bitches when they cry
Fuck love (NFL) , I be havin' motion
Buy that bitch a bag
I can't give her no emotions
In a Phantom with the hammer tucked
(yeah) , and I'm with Angela
I ain't lost a crush since high school
I'm "Mr follow Up"
Big rings, lookin' like I won the Super Bowl
I'm in the kitchen with this shit
I got a super stove (Dramatic)

No fake love, we was selling drugs (Whip it)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug
(I showed you so) mm, mm
(Ayy, you know I don't be rappin'
I just be talkin')
Uh, mm (Tell a nigga what it really is)

Glo was nominated
Same time on the low I'm gettin' investigated
(Still)
I'm showin' unity with CMG and niggas hate it
(They hate it) dugg was doin' a bid 'cause
He violated his probation
(My nigga free Dugg)
Told him stay strong and be patient
(Free Dugg) the internet goin' crazy
Had to de-activate my Insta (Log off)
Might see me with a chauffeur in
That Phantom with that pistol
Might see me in the Forbes
But I'm one of them boys
Really got it out the kitchen
Digi scale is my award
Ask Billboard, I wouldn't do no cover
Without my guys, nigga, no lies, nigga
Beefin' with my niggas, ain't no
Sides, nigga, I'm ridin', nigga
White on white, big Phantom, I'm
Outside, ain't no hidin', nigga
You a dope boy tryna go the
Right way, then I'm the guide, nigga
(Dramatic)

No fake love, we was selling drugs
(I am you know that's why)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug
(That word love I really am)
Mm, mm (Is very, very serious)
Uh, mm (Very, very addictive)
No fake love, we was selling drugs
(Gangsta Grillz)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug
(Don't let that fake love get you)
Mm, mm (Let us move on) uh, mm (DJ Drama)

For real, if y'all wanna pull up on me
Pull up on me pull up on me
Pull up on me pull up on me
Pull up on me