Lyrics Fake - Netnobody, Konus, Fourté

Fake

I got fake friends
I got snake friends
I got real deal homies whipping new benz
I can chill with these snakes on the weekends
Keep my homies close we taking tokes and laughing
At the fake shit
At the fake shit
My homies got the vision we on woke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
You fucking with my clique dead man walking
No more talking
No more talking
Nobodies on the rise now people acting
Like they didn’t pray for targets on my back head
Fork these fake friends… fork these fake friends
People keep snaking their way in our vision
We watching these villians keep thinking they’re slick and
My homies keep laughing
We passing round gas and
These fake friends come back to start kissing our asses
Pick out your casket
Your vision is plastic
My eyes on the masses
Your eye going blind
You’ve got dark on your mask batch
Make a mistake I’m the first one to notice
You act like you knew me than act like you know this
I don’t got time for the bullshoot
I don’t got time for the bullshart
I got fake friends
I got snake friends
I got real deal homies whipping new benz
I can chill with these snakes on the weekends
Keep my homies close we taking tokes and laughing
At the fake shit
At the fake shit
My homies got the vision we on woke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
You fucking with my clique dead man walking
No more talking
No more talking
Nobodies on the rise now people acting
Like they didn’t pray for targets on my back head
Fork these fake friends… fork these fake friends
Over and over I felt the cold shoulder
Heart was a smolder like Cal with no burner
Darkness my nest but I’ll pass every test that the worlds gotta give when I
give it my best
Unstoppable
Unfathomable
Nobody coming at you like Cannibal
Untamable
Unnamable
Voice of the broken unchainable
People acting like they know me
People acting like they own me
No they don’t
You can’t control me
So quit the bullshit take a seat and watch me
I got fake friends
I got snake friends
I got real deal homies whipping new benz
I can chill with these snakes on the weekends
Keep my homies close we taking tokes and laughing
At the fake shit
At the fake shit
My homies got the vision we on woke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
Ain’t no broke shit
You fucking with my clique dead man walking
No more talking
No more talking
Nobodies on the rise now people acting
Like they didn’t pray for targets on my back head
Fork these fake friends… fork these fake friends