Lyrics Fake Love - Young Scooter

Fake Love

Chophouze on the track
Yeah
There’s a lot of real OGs, fake OGs
Ya dig, the streets just dirty man
Mike Mixer is in the building
Fake OGs, fake love, real OGs, one love
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
Real OGs, I can relate
I’m a young OG, I know the streets
That’s why the named the streets after me
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
If you ain’t real, I can’t relate
Memphis, I got Scratch and King B
Chiraq, I got Killa, I got Reese
Atlanta, I got Spoo, I got G
OG Trinket, he in DC
Big Bank and Ricky fuck with street
I keep a big bank on me
I don’t know an OG smarter than Wiz
'Cause he just helped me make a couple mil
All the fake OGs to the left
If you weren’t down with the plan, you got left
Me and Ace talkin' millions, playin' chess
He one of the realest OGs I ever met (Street)
Fake OGs, fake love, real OGs, one love
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
Real OGs, I can relate
I’m a young OG, I know the streets
That’s why the named the streets after me
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
If you ain’t real, I can’t relate
Shoutout my nigga Big, he from Bleveland
Shoutout my nigga Yank from Four Season
PR Pilot, she a real OG too
Sex, money, murder, thats what pilots do
Shoutout to Kim, shoutout to Gawvi
'Cause them niggas really seen it before it started
My nigga Rose Flat Tire, I can’t forget 'bout Side, thats my guy
OG out Decatur, where its greater
OG Tiller it got the strongest flavor
Just made a crazy bet with Red and Sight
Salute the real OGs thats on life
Fake OGs, fake love, real OGs, one love
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
Real OGs, I can relate
I’m a young OG, I know the streets
That’s why the named the streets after me
Rest in peace to OG D, the great
If you ain’t real, I can’t relate (Yeah)
Shout out to the real OGs, man
All you money hungry, fake, snitching ass OGs, kill yourself
Shoutout to OG Nutang, died in Mississippi fighting a fed case, ya dig?
All you other OGs told to get out, man, you know what I’m sayin', fall dead
Jugg!