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Calboy - Fake Love (feat. Polo G) lyrics

Artist: Calboy

album: Long Live The Kings (Deluxe Edition)


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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, gee, gee, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, oh, oh
Sheesh, sheesh
Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (ayy)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I've been in the kitchen we not makin' food (ayy)
Bitches say they love me
I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'ma ride
I got more than 50 in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' leave them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy
I get busy with the glizzy
I'm not scared off y'all, ayy (scared off y'all)
Hide my face behind the tints, but I'm not scared at all
I won't mention none of the oppositions, I'ma bury y'all
He not sellin' out, heard that he snitchin', yeah he tell it all
Oh-oh, yeah, ayy
I can't do romance, bitch I been hopeless (I been hopeless)
Ayy, trappin' on the daily, I need more bread (more bread)
And it's Long Live The Kings but off with your head (off with your head)
Yeah, I grip tight on Nina you can hold that
Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (hate it too)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news (yeah)
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food
Bitches say they love me
I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'ma ride
I got more than 50 in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' leave them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy
Givenchy and Amiri, pop out fresher than an altoids, uh
Dracos, Glocks and Wessons, we got loud toys
How many shots? 'Bout 147, like I'm Calboy
My lil' killa dangerous, keep it on 'em, like he got a FOID
You know if I put foenem on that car, it got destroyed
We ain't fuck, I kicked her out, she talk too much, I got annoyed
Tell you 'bout my life, bitch I'm a gangsta just to sum it up
He ain't from the same box, can't stamp him, he ain't one of us
I was trappin' in the cold, tryna catch another rush
Pull up in that Bimmer truck, all I know is run it up
30 in this Louis feel that glizzy, just for runnin' up
They heard 'bout my city, they won't tell me, they ain't dumb enough
Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (ayy)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I've been in the kitchen we not makin' food (ayy)
Bitches say they love me
I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'ma ride
I got more than 50 in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' live them niggas with some halos, I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine

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