| Fake love
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| This lifestlye
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| The rich and the famous
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| This lifestyle (Style), the rich and the famous (Famous)
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| Don’t trust nobody (Body), it could be danger (Danger)
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m doin' all these drugs
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m sleepin' with my gun
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope (To that dope)
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope
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| Half-a-million-dollar car, but I’m sheddin' tears in it
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| They hate to see me win, so they say my shit rented
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| Dedicated to this life, I ain’t livin' right
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| I can’t quit now, if I start, I’ma finish
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| I gotta be honest, it’s cool to be ballin'
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| Showin' off, lookin' good for your shawty
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| I guarantee when you need help
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| When you ain’t got shit, ain’t nobody gon' be callin
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| God damn, it’s a cold world
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| Rap game or the white girl?
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| The dope game just ain’t the same
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| But this damn fame brought me so much pain
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| I keep takin' drugs, losin' friends
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| I ain’t showin' love, not again
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| Celebrities keep killin' theyself, I understand
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| This lifestyle (Style), the rich and the famous (Famous)
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| Don’t trust nobody (Body), it could be danger (Danger)
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m doin' all these drugs
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m sleepin' with my gun
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope (To that dope)
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope
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| This my life
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| I feel like I’m dodgin' the devil, I need Jesus Christ
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| Only thing that make me happy is my children and my wife
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| Evil everywhere I go, I can’t even sleep at night
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| I ain’t been sober in six years, how you call this livin' life?
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| I been searchin' for my soul, my heart turned so cold
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| I’m a slave to these drugs, I don’t want no fake love
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| Every time I gain a friend, I gain another enemy
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| These motherfuckers jealous, I sleep with a choppa next to me
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| This lifestyle (Style), the rich and the famous (Famous)
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| Don’t trust nobody (Body), it could be danger (Danger)
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m doin' all these drugs
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| Fake love (Love), that’s why I’m sleepin' with my gun
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope (To that dope)
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| Feelin' like I lost my soul
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| This rap game so fake, it made my heart turn cold (Turn cold)
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| But I can’t go back to that dope
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| I can’t go back to that dope |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fake Love , by - Stitches. Song from the album Married to the Bricks, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп