"Fake Shit" lyrics
Ay, real Murda Worth shit I'm talm' 'bout
Ay, Bitch, Real Murdaworth shit I'm talm' 'bout
That was supposed to be bro, you ain't know?
Ay, you ain't know?, bitch, Ay (RicoGotThatFye)
What if you was broke, came up your own, so you don't owe nobody shit, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that lil' nigga ain't have shit planned but to be on fake shit
And you seen niggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
All these diamonds look amazin'
It got his bitch naked
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil bro can't stop, he racin'
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
And I seen my niggas die two times, so I be cryin' wonderin' why I made it
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know
That, he gon' pillow talk with them hoes, you cut 'em off, but you mad, 'cause you let 'em make it
Nigga I was broke, came up my own, so I don't owe nobody shit
I did it alone, but I still see 'em hatin'
What if you was broke, came up your own, so you don't owe nobody shit, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that that lil' nigga ain't have shit planned but to be on fake shit
And you seen niggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)
He racin', ugh, ugh
Chasin', bitch, vacant
Look amazin', it got his bitch naked
Bitch vacant, stop from chasin'
Bitch vacant, stop from chasin'
Ay, Bitch, Real Murdaworth shit I'm talm' 'bout
That was supposed to be bro, you ain't know?
Ay, you ain't know?, bitch, Ay (RicoGotThatFye)
What if you was broke, came up your own, so you don't owe nobody shit, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that lil' nigga ain't have shit planned but to be on fake shit
And you seen niggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
All these diamonds look amazin'
It got his bitch naked
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that bitch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil bro can't stop, he racin'
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
And I seen my niggas die two times, so I be cryin' wonderin' why I made it
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know
That, he gon' pillow talk with them hoes, you cut 'em off, but you mad, 'cause you let 'em make it
Nigga I was broke, came up my own, so I don't owe nobody shit
I did it alone, but I still see 'em hatin'
What if you was broke, came up your own, so you don't owe nobody shit, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that that lil' nigga ain't have shit planned but to be on fake shit
And you seen niggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)
He racin', ugh, ugh
Chasin', bitch, vacant
Look amazin', it got his bitch naked
Bitch vacant, stop from chasin'
Bitch vacant, stop from chasin'
