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Dee Watkins - Fake Sh!t (feat. NoCap) lyrics

Artist: Dee Watkins

album: Problem Child 2


Two
Yhea
I was just uh young nigga, on the block like im homeless!
Fuck uh handout, i'll get it on my lonely!
Niggas want my head, so you know I keep it on me!
Niggas in the fence, eatin' noodles and baloney!
Tell me, what you need and I'm on it!
I don't, know who real and who phoney!
Young nigga, imma go get it if I want it! (Want-)
You better not run up on me thats a warnin'!
I don't like fake shit, I don't condone it!
Hard boutta nigga you can show me my opponents!
Perky to the face, I'll see you in the mornin'! (yuh, aye)
Gas gotta young nigga snorin'!
Take my chain, imma take yo life!
Inna fast lane, I be speedin' through the night!
I was livin' wrong had to go and get it right, aye!
Twenty bad bitches said they wanna spend the night (Uh)
Tell me who real and who fake (yheaaa)
Niggas mad cuz I'm stayin' out the way! (Yheaaa)
I hadda starve while you pussy niggas ate! (Yheaaa)
We came a long way from runnin' from the jakes (Yheaaa)
I... know niggas plottin' on me (on me)
Well fuck that nigga!
Imma bust back and you see this chain on my neck you better not touch that!
I was in the hood wit the gang like uh rugrat!
Hadda cut a couple niggas off cuz they was leechin'!
Ain't nobody gave uh nigga shit when they was eatin'!
Hadda get some money, I was hungry, I was fiendin'!
Don't say the word "Love" if you don't know the real meanin'!
I was just uh young nigga, on the block like I'm homeless!
Fuck uh handout, I'll get it on my lonely! (Lonely)
Niggas want my head, so you know I keep it on me! (Onnn me)
Niggas in the fence, eatin' noodles and baloney! (Baloney)
Tell me, what you need and I'm on it! (On it)
I don't, know who real and who phoney! (Phoney)
Young nigga, imma go get it if I want it! (Want-)
You better not run up on me thats a warnin'!
I don't like fake shit, I don't condone it! (Condone it)
Hard boutta nigga you can show me my opponents! (Opponent)
Perky to the face, I'll see you in the mornin'! (yuh, aye)
Gas gotta young nigga snorin'! (Snorin')
Take my chain, imma take yo life!
Inna fast lane, I be speedin' through the night!
You know imma slide if you on nd' you right
If you rock, imma mutha fuckin' roll like the dice
Gotta bad bitch, but ion really know what she wants
I count old money, still blew up like nuclear bombs
I took uh thousand showers, I can still feel the dirt still on me
Nd' that body do not count if you merked yo homie
Nd' I don't belong here, he uh long shot, rich nigga
Still I put a stain in the Ferrari
He be dissin' on the ground till we zip him
Imma put him on the scale with these damn fourtys
All my niggas locked for murder or assultin'
They see me ballin' now they tryin' to pepper spray the party
We break the law, then we rinse off all the dirty Glocks
I hope I don't drown
I was just uh young nigga, on the block like I'm homeless!
Fuck uh handout, I'll get it on my lonely! (Lonely)
Niggas want my head, so you know I keep it on me! (Onnn me)
Niggas in the fence, eatin' noodles and baloney! (Baloney)
Tell me, what you need and I'm on it! (On it)
I don't, know who real and who phoney! (Phoney)
Young nigga, imma go get it if I want it!
You better not run up on me thats a warnin'!
I stopped, for the paper I was hungry
When they change, when them devils call on em
I'm uh legend, I know they might try to clone me
Them neighbours scared for me
I'm still out here with that chrome
I still get fly, nigga ain't complanin'
If my neighbour crips, I ain't tuckin' my chain in
I knew the bitch for years, still don't know what her name is

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