FAKE ft. Apollo Lyrics

Fake is what you are

Ain't nothing legit bout you at all

I can see right through ya, like a mirror

You're below me, I'm superior

I won't stoop that low for no attention, clout or fame

This ain't a game

That you can play

You make the art look bad, it's oh so sad, yeah

Some people whine and cry inside while chugging a glass of wine

Then they proceed to buy another set of followers online again

To get high on pride and overdose on false hallucinations

I'm saying that's now how it feels, not how it feels

To finally make it and boy I been patient

And been independent

So y'all who be faking on every level are so damn pathetic I swear

I do not cuss outta fear

And I don't promote those clout based topics

Yall some clowns, stop it

Where's the real core hip hop that I'm used to, real real profit

So yea Ima take the risk, I'm gone rap bout this

When you see me in the future, won't be a hypocrite

Every form of art I make will still hold precedence and relevance

These skills I spend my bills on won't be attached to online bots and ish

Fake is what you are

Ain't nothing legit bout you at all

I can see right through ya, like a mirror

You're below me, I'm superior

I won't stoop that low for no attention, clout or fame

This ain't a game

That you can play

You make the art look bad, it's oh so sad, yeah

I see you paying for them clicks

I see you paying for them plays

You just capping in your rapping

That's why you catching this fade

If you don't know the Gooni

Then you gonna meet him today

I bet you got a check on twitter

Screw the eight you paid

You coming out of pocket

More than you ever receive

And your music not that bad

But I hope you kept the receipt

The fact of the matter is you cannot compete

I'm just be out here living

Living like on the beat

I ain't messing with none of the fakes

Killing them softly, kill 'em with grace

I'm just doing it saucy

Drizzle that ish all over the plate

They faking it till they making it

I'm just making it happen

All from the rapping

Manifesting my life

Through all the powers it's magic

Living to love and loving to live

Peep my my game never faking this

We better than that

It's always for bliss

We making them mad

Cuz we making the cents

The dollars they had

It vanished it's spent

The vanity tab

Got you faded on this

My plan of attack

Just saying all this

All this, AJ

Fake is what you are

Ain't nothing legit bout you at all

I can see right through ya, like a mirror

You're below me, I'm superior

I won't stoop that low for no attention, clout or fame

This ain't a game

That you can play

You make the art look bad, it's oh so sad, yeah