Fake

Oh, oh-oh

Young nigga runnin' the world

Tell me, why in the fuck would we care 'bout the city?

Why would we care 'bout the city?

Woah, why in the fuck would we care 'bout the city?

Niggas get busy, stay with the Glizzy

Woah-woah, woah-woah

Woah, woah, (Jahdiddat) woah-woah

When you touch a lil' money, real niggas turn fake

You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face

You was never gon' slide on a nigga broad day

I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K

Young nigga stay fly like I'm goin' out of state

Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay

Let a fuck nigga try, I'ma put him in the grave

From the 215, but I moved to the A

On the gang-gang-gang, my niggas won't fold

And the gang won't change, won't switch, oh no

This a new plain Jane, runnin' through the bankroll

Nigga, stay in your lane, stop trippin', lil' bro

Nigga, I put on Givenchy when it get a little cold, and

My lil' nigga crazy, he just wanna kill some more, and

I know why they hate me, 'cause I'm gettin' to the dough, and

Shawty want my baby, she can't get it, she a ho

I been smokin' on Gelato, got me flyin' outer space

Okay, this a couple grams and I'ma smoke it to the face

Lately I've been goin' brazy, takin' buses out of state

I'ma meet up with the plug and I'ma bring in back the weight

And I ain't goin' after school if I ain't got my .38

Niggas watchin', then they plottin', see 'em do it every day

See a nigga pocket watchin', I'ma get him out the way

And I keep it on me, nigga, no we don't play

Just seen a couple thousand on the backend

Took a trip to Calabasas, I'm relaxin'

I ain't really fuckin' with these niggas, they be cappin' (Woo)

I'll turn a nigga straight into a caption

I ain't really fuckin' with these niggas, I be stackin'

All blue Benjamins in my jacket

Keep a .30, bitch, you know we never lackin'

Shawty keep a macaroni, that's a MAC-10

When you touch a lil' money, real niggas turn fake

You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face

You was never gon' slide on a nigga broad day

I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K

Young nigga stay fly like I'm goin' out of state

Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay

Let a fuck nigga try, I'ma put him in the grave

From the 215, but I moved to the A

I be feelin' like my niggas be my enemies

To be honest, I ain't fuckin' with your energy

I be mixin' up the Perkys with the Hennessy

Fuck a Xanny, they be fuckin' up my memory

I been sippin' codeine, that's a remedy

All these drugs, I don't know what done got into me

I was skippin' school, still doin' chemistry

You ain't gang, you ain't never been a friend to me

It's a young nigga world, fuck a city

Big choppa and the drum hold fifty

Big choppa got double-d titties

Nigga, run up on me, catch a wiggy

Drinkin' lean and I've been fuckin' up my kidney

All exotic, I've been smokin' on that sticky

Ridin' 'round Philly with a Glizzy

My niggas don't play, we get busy

When you touch a lil' money, real niggas turn fake

You was never gon' ride, I can see it in your face

You was never gon' slide on a nigga broad day

I can see it in your eyes, you ain't pickin' up a K

Young nigga stay fly like I'm goin' out of state

Baby girl don't cry, everything is okay

Let a fuck nigga try, I'ma put him in the grave

From the 215, but I moved to the A

On the gang-gang-gang, my niggas won't fold

And the gang won't change, won't switch, oh no

This a new plain Jane, runnin' through the bankroll

Nigga, stay in your lane, stop trippin', lil' bro

Nigga, I put on Givenchy when it get a little cold, and

My lil' nigga crazy, he just wanna kill some more, and

I know why they hate me, 'cause I'm gettin' to the dough, and

Shawty want my baby, she can't get it, she a ho

Oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh