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Artist: Tommee Profitt
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Faking Love (feat. Jung Youth & NAWAS)
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Faking Love (feat. Jung Youth & NAWAS)
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I’m on a tidal wave
Somethin' inside me’s changed
I don’t know what to do but I’m
Through faking love for you
You probably think
You’re something special
I’ve been waiting for you
No point in games
You’re lost in space
No love, won’t fake it for you
And every day
You sit and think
Until your brain is spoiled
Look, there’s not a point if I ain’t being honest
I need to get you off my conscious
And I don’t wanna be there when you say the words like
What you talking bout?
Up and away like where the birds fly
Never bring me down
You don’t come around
Over here it’s never maybe
Sink or swim but you been drowning
Yelling for the navy
And I been hungry in the water
Jung leviathan
I bust your bubble confrontations
When you trifling
It doesn’t matter if you care
If you ain’t liking it then go ahead and hit the road
Baby say goodbye with it
I’m on a tidal wave
Somethin inside me’s changed
I don’t know what to do but I’m
Through faking love for you
On a higher plain
One million miles away
I don’t know what to do but I’m
Through faking love for you
Too many times you playing nice
But see your eyes sly
And I been cutting snakes in the grass
I ain’t a shy guy
Appearances’ll get you caught up
I’m not an actor
Lie to my face and I’ll tell you what’s coming after
A whole lotta pain
It’s a cold cruel world
When the lights go dim
And the stones get hurled
You can try to run away
From the kings and the pharaohs
But in time understand that you just crabs in a barrel
If this is what you wanted
Then you bout to get it now
It’s self fulfilling prophecy ain’t too much you can figure out
If everything is smoke and mirrors
Where you gonna go
When the mirror’s all broken
And the smoke won’t float
I’ll be on another plane
And I ain’t talking bout a jet
If you ain’t ready for the real
Then it’s a different type of sweat
It’s a different type of check
When I’m coming for your neck
Better show me some respect
Or pretty soon you gon regret cuz
I’m on a tidal wave
Somethin inside me’s changed
I don’t know what to do but I’m
Through faking love for you
On a higher plain
One million miles away
I don’t know what to do but I’m
Through faking love for you
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