Besley - Fake Lyrics

Used to ride around the 'ville with you everyday
Now I got my circle tighter and we makin' plays
Keep the fakes from around me, yeah they f*ckin' snakes
Kind of done makin' friends, that shit f*ckin' fake
Used to ride around the 'ville with you everyday
Now I got my circle tighter and we makin' plays
Keep the fakes from around me, yeah they f*ckin' snakes
Kind of done makin' friends, that shit f*ckin' fake

I met bro at my first job, he got me into smokin' tree
Then he showed me how it is to run it up and serve the feens
It was me and him, everyday, always needin' weed
Then he turned around, ran off on bro, now he dead to me
I was always there, but you ain't even care
I made it clear I had love, but you's give me a blank stare
You had cloudy vision, as if there was a glare
I truly was the only one who was there
So how you gonna do me like that
All we did was hustle and trap
I had love, you ain't give it back
That shit hurt, yeah it ad me sad
Like why you have to waste my time
You said you got me, you was steady lyin'
It don't matter, cause I got my guys
I got my team, and they down to ride
Said where the real ones at
Bring bro money back
Ran off with his cash
Now I know that he ain't comin' back
Why you act hard, you ain't about no action
Act like you hard, you ain't really packin'
Act like you got it, you ain't really trappin'
Act like you real, but your ass just rappin'
Now you got a new bitch
Hit my line, like you ain't on shit
But bro, you always on shit
But like nah, I'm at m girl crib
But that's like everyday
Your ass turn to fake
Your ass turn to lame
Turnin' on your bros, and you wonder why we hate

I remember everyday
Pullin' up to Circle K
Like what wraps to get today
Rollin' Swishers or rollin' Js
Then we'd go back to the spot
Talk about bitches and thots
And just laugh a f*ckin' lot
But bitch now you getting blocked
Found out you was skimpin'
Then I got to trippin'
Had to get to dippin'
Get my name out your mouth, don't mention
812, that's the area
Wrist so old, might get malaria
Oh now you f*ck with him, why don't you marry him
Always together, like Geoff and Erica
I hate you now, don't hit me up anyway
Droppin' you now, boy you is a throwaway
Reversed it on you, like an action replay
Leavin' you shocked, like I am a stingray
Your bitch stay talkin' shit
Always see you in the whip
Catch you outside you getting dipped
Like its queso and chips
Remember when we went to nap
Went to a show, and then came back
Didn't hear much from you after that
Why you hatin' yeah why you so mad
Cause you see me chasin' rap
Chasin' bags chasin' racks
Tryna count a hundred stacks
I don't need you, just want cash

Used to ride around the 'ville with you everyday
Now I got my circle tighter and we makin' plays
Keep the fakes from around me, yeah they f*ckin' snakes
Kind of done makin' friends, that shit f*ckin' fake
Used to ride around the 'ville with you everyday
Now I got my circle tighter and we makin' plays
Keep the fakes from around me, yeah they f*ckin' snakes
Kind of done makin' friends, that shit f*ckin' fake