No Fake Love (Gangsta Grillz Version)

(808Mafia)

On some real shit (mm)

You niggas can keep your fake love (uh, uh)

Keep your fraudulent likes (no fake love, we was selling drugs)

Your phony-ass comments (they were runnin' up, we would pay the plug)

Nigga, you ain't even gotta shake my hand (mm, mm)

We can see the hate in your eyes (uh, mm)

CMG, Gen Now (no fake love, we was selling drugs)

That's where it stops (mm, mm)

(Gangsta Grillz)

NFL yard line, nigga, I'm a hunnid

Big Gotti, 80-somethin', 15 from a hunnid M's

I heard they don't fuck with me (ha), I don't fuck with them (fuck 'em)

They say they gon' do somethin' to a nigga, I ain't one of them

Boy, please, put your hands on a gangsta, gon' die

Fake love, I don't even believe my bitches when they cry

Fuck love (NFL), I be havin' motion (motion)

Buy that bitch a bag, I can't give her no emotions

In a Phantom with the hammer tucked (yeah), and I'm with Angela

I ain't lost a crush since high school, I'm "Mr. Follow Up"

Big rings, lookin' like I won the Super Bowl (Super Bowl)

I'm in the kitchen with this shit, I got a super stove (dramatic)

No fake love, we were selling drugs (whip it)

They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (I showed you so)

Mm, mm (ayy, you know I don't be rappin', I just be talkin')

Uh, mm (tell a nigga what it really is)

Glo was nominated, same time on the low I'm gettin' investigated (still)

I'm showin' unity with CMG and niggas hate it (they hate it)

Dugg was doin' a bid 'cause he violated his probation (my nigga, free Dugg)

Told him, "Stay strong and be patient" (free Dugg)

The internet goin' crazy, had to deactivate my Insta' (log off)

Might see me with a chauffeur in that Phantom with that pistol (go off)

Might see me in the Forbes (Forbes), but I'm one of them boys

Really got it out the kitchen, digi scale is my award

Ask Billboard, I wouldn't do no cover without my guys, nigga, no lies, nigga

Beefin' with my niggas, ain't no sides, nigga, I'm ridin', nigga

White on white, big Phantom, I'm outside, ain't no hidin', nigga

You a dope boy tryna go the right way, then I'm the guide, nigga (dramatic)

No fake love, we were selling drugs (I am, you know that's why?)

They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (that word love; I really am)

Mm, mm (is very, very serious)

Uh, mm (very, very addictive)

No fake love, we were selling drugs (Gangsta Grillz)

They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (don't let that fake love get you)

Mm, mm (let us move on)

Uh, mm (DJ Drama)

For real, if y'all wanna pull up on me, pull up on me

Pull up on me

Pull up on me

Pull up on me

Pull up on me