ZayBang - Fake Love (feat. Lil Yee) lyrics

For the real, nigga!c Huh? Look

I'm from where these niggas hate
And show you fake love
He say he takin' somethin' from me
Take these eight slugs
These niggas actin' like I need 'em, bitch
My pape' up and baby
You gon' have to leave if I can't fuck
I'm in the city
I got somethin' that you can't tuck
Them bullets hit him in his back
And left him face up
Them people tryna ask me
Questions 'bout a shakeup my bitch bad
I told her she don't need no makeup

And this one for whoevеr sleep
It's time to wake up
I'm tryna come Patеk Philippe, fuck a Jacob
And everybody get a plate, fuck a pay cut
This bitch said she bossed up off a fake butt
Huh? Look, this generation lost
And anywhere I see a sucker
I'ma break it off
You spent some bands on that chain
They made you take it off
They still think I'm next up, but bitch
I'm takin' off
Nigga, look, I need some Runtz wraps
You niggas probably smokin' Cookies
Out a blunt wrap
And I don't do no sneak diss
I let the gun clap
And I don't listen to them
Niggas 'cause they run laps
And it be days I wake up, I'm like
"Fuck rap" and fuck the money and the fame
Bring my thugs back a wild nigga
I been thuggin' since the Rugrats
He skimmed that nigga in his head
That's a love tap

I'm from where these niggas hate
And show you fake love
He say he takin' somethin' from me
Take these eight slugs
These niggas actin' like I need 'em, bitch
My pape' up and baby
You gon' have to leave if I can't fuck
I'm in the city
I got somethin' that you can't tuck
Them bullets hit him in his back
And left him face up
Them people tryna ask me
Questions 'bout a shakeup my bitch bad
I told her she don't need no makeup

Ayy, they said some shots went off
Pick your face up
They gon' say we top dogs when they rank us
Get your rank up, the opps wanna spank us
'Cause we done put shit down
When they yank up you better lace up
I never thought them demons get a hold of me
Watch my back, yeah, you wrong with me
It's an eye for an eye 'bout that get back
Push up, nigga, we'll push your shit back
And all them niggas snake they homies
I don't get that
If revenge promised before death, nigga
I'm with that
The real definition stand on business
We take missions 'bout them killers
'Cause, I'm missin' all my niggas
If he diss you, he go with you
I got hundred shots
No time to play the victim
I'ma spin the block over you, niggas trippin'
Tryna keep my cool
Been tryna keep my distance
But nigga, I'll risk it for you in an instant

I'm from where these niggas hate
And show you fake love
He say he takin' somethin' from me
Take these eight slugs
These niggas actin' like I need 'em, bitch
My pape' up and baby
You gon' have to leave if I can't fuck
I'm in the city
I got somethin' that you can't tuck
Them bullets hit him in his back
And left him face up
Them people tryna ask me
Questions 'bout a shakeup my bitch bad
I told her she don't need no makeup