Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Always around for the success
Then gone for the failure
Come for the checks
Then dip for the rest
If you ain't winning then they ain't wit it
It's a game for clout and insta fame
And once your losing they ain't the same
Then out the door, they just want the fame
You don't got it then they don't even know your name
They don't even know
They just lost in the fake news
Minds clouded by pointless shit
Always acting like little kids, throwing a fit
Man I'm sick of this shit
Hard to find real ones
The world rewards fakeness
Starting to realize I'm hatin this
So lost up in my own thoughts
My mind is good now but soon to rot
People so quick to preach
Bunch of hypocrites don't follow what they teach
'Peace, love and positivity'
Translates to I know saying this can get me money
The world loves happily ever after
So I guess I better learn to be a good actor
Or soon I'll just be lost in the past
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
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Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Always around for the success
Then gone for the failure
Come for the checks
Then dip for the rest
If you ain't winning then they ain't wit it
It's a game for clout and insta fame
And once your losing they ain't the same
Then out the door, they just want the fame
You don't got it then they don't even know your name
They don't even know
They just lost in the fake news
Minds clouded by pointless shit
Always acting like little kids, throwing a fit
Man I'm sick of this shit
Hard to find real ones
The world rewards fakeness
Starting to realize I'm hatin this
So lost up in my own thoughts
My mind is good now but soon to rot
People so quick to preach
Bunch of hypocrites don't follow what they teach
'Peace, love and positivity'
Translates to I know saying this can get me money
The world loves happily ever after
So I guess I better learn to be a good actor
Or soon I'll just be lost in the past
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake, Fake
Always around for the success
Then gone for the failure
Come for the checks
Then dip for the rest
If you ain't winning then they ain't wit it
It's a game for clout and insta fame
And once your losing they ain't the same
Then out the door, they just want the fame
You don't got it then they don't even know your name
They don't even know
They just lost in the fake news
Minds clouded by pointless shit
Always acting like little kids, throwing a fit
Man I'm sick of this shit
Hard to find real ones
The world rewards fakeness
Starting to realize I'm hatin this
So lost up in my own thoughts
My mind is good now but soon to rot
People so quick to preach
Bunch of hypocrites don't follow what they teach
'Peace, love and positivity'
Translates to I know saying this can get me money
The world loves happily ever after
So I guess I better learn to be a good actor
Or soon I'll just be lost in the past
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Fake friends Fake friends
Always on my mind
F*cking up my vibe
Nobody wants to respect the grind
Old heads on my mothaf*cking head
Don't wanna see a young man get bread
Rather see a young man fail instead
Rather see another one dead
Media looking for clicks
Praying for the gun to find the kids
Praying on someone else's demise
Just for them to rise, above the competition
Always a battle for first place
And once they get a little taste
They always seem to lose a trace
Of who they once were
Of Where they came from
And who lended a hand before the fame
Writer: Kendall Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid