Anterio Williams Jr - FAKE lyrics

[Hook: Seymour Black] I can see the fake in these n***as (From Prison City to Mo-Town, they plotted on me the whole time) And I can see the fake in these b**hes too (I'm fully loaded, so south side) [Verse 1: Seymour Black] n***a Phillip died the realest When they say I'm next up, what am I to do? All I ever did was make it possible I'm juicing lemonade out of the obstacles Cause life ain't give me sh** - but yo b**h And this condom on That front she try to sell ya - I can't tell ya She been choosing on you, but I'm all she wanna do Know some n***as try and beef, that's some sh** I'd like to see I think yo mans is cold too, he just not as cold as me Write the raps stupid froze, but them flows is third degree Yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Seymour Black] n***a Phillip died the realest I dropped out, came the f** back Like I gotta do what I gotta do Cause my momma sold, and my daddy too When twelve came, I was two Daddy gone, momma used We in the streets, staying off the news She withdrew and I'm missing school So why the f** would I cut em slack? When these boys play in they momma shoes Can't relate, I'm just stating facts 10th grade, need my heart back Give my life to take time back Might take ya life to get mine back They love to do it - don't make em do it Don't pay me homage, just pay me sooner n***as stealing my old flows - but that's god work You can't make improvements My eyes work and my haters losing Got work if it came to it But that's hot work and I can't do it [Bridge: DREDAPRINCE] f** these fake n***as... [Verse 3: DREDAPRINCE] I can feel the real, i can see the fake I don't need a deal, I just need my faith See it in ya face, you ain't really real You be really fake, see that you a snake And my b**h need a new purse So you looking like some new work I get a feeling off a blue cert When i'm spitting all the truth hurt You don't exist, you an after-birth These n***as faker than a baptist church My city looking like it's After-Earth I'm getting eerie, n***a, pa** the herb Keep me calm, no flexing but a n***a dropping bombs I'm sitting in the dark because I'm on, shine n***as always wanna be on, grind n***as want respect and the muscle, hustle n***as want p**y not the money, cuddle Thats why ya a** sitting in the gutter, mothaf**a One time for my mother, she made a god I'm going hard f** these fake n***as... [Hook] [Outro] I can see the fake in these n***as And I can see the fake in these b**hes, too