Artificial! ft. Eli Juggz Lyrics

This real love be fake yeah that shit artificial

Just cut her off coz that shit not official

She sending shots, I sent a missile

Only three words she can say is I miss you

Gotta fill up my cup coz I love when it fizzle

I guess that that shit beneficial

Each to their own so it's early dismissal

They talking cap like they rock Ness and Mitchell

They talking cap but it be superficial

How they gon' join the team if they don't know their role

We making waves and we don't need a bristle

Now we got the crowd jumping from top to the floor

I mean the crowd jump from the floor to the ceiling

Now they see red like a bulls matador

I gotta say I'm in love with the feeling

The love for the money gon' be evermore

These niggas be fake, they artificial

If you got that pack, I'm fucking with you

If you talking down, I'm gon' hit you

I'm upping the score, so I'm not missing

I'm on the road, I'm on a mission

I switched up my hoe, for your missus

I hit up my bro, we getting riches

Damn

Zaza in my body I go slow mo

Put the bands out on the hoe then she go low low

I'm locked in, in front of this mic I need a new flow bro

The AR came with a beam

I'm working like I'm a machine

Not popping pills I'm not no fiend

I'm in the hills with my team

Might drop 10k on a ring

Might drop 20k for your ping

30k new beam, 40k that's nothing

Tell that nigga I'm not bluffing

Tell that nigga I'm not bluffing

This real love be fake yeah that shit artificial

Just cut her off coz that shit not official

She sending shots, I sent a missile

Only three words she can say is I miss you

Gotta fill up my cup coz I love when it fizzle

I guess that that shit beneficial

Each to their own so it's early dismissal

They talking cap like they rock Ness and Mitchell

They talking cap but it be superficial

How they gon' join the team if they don't know their role

We making waves and we don't need a bristle

Now we got the crowd jumping from top to the floor

I mean the crowd jump from the floor to the ceiling

Now they see red like a bulls matador

I gotta say I'm in love with the feeling

The love for the money gon' be evermore