Fake Love – CalBoy (feat. Polo G)

[Calboy:]
(CashMoneyAP)
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 shawty from the village, bet he made the news
Know you and I don’t know nothing ’bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I 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 fifty in this draco, I’m inside
We gon’ live them niggas with some halos (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 grew tired of [?] and you can’t hold it

Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Hate it too)
I said shawty from the village, bet he made the news (Yeah)
Know you and I don’t 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 (It’s fake though), bitch I’ma ride
I got more than fifty in this draco, I’m inside
We gon’ live them niggas with some halos (With some halos), I’m not lyin’
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy

[Polo G:]
Givenchy and Amiri, pop out fresher than an Al Toy, uh
Dracos, Glocks and Wessons, we got loud toys
How many shots? ‘Bout one-four-seven, like I’m Calboy
My lil’ killa, they just keep it on ’em, like he got a [?]
You know if I pour four in the mornin’, 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
Thirty in this Louis, feel like Glizzy, just for warnin’ up
They heard ’bout my city, they won’t tell me, they ain’t dumb enough

[Calboy:]
Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Ayy)
I said shawty from the village, bet he made the news
Know you and I don’t know nothing ’bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin’ food (Ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it’s fake though (Know it’s fake though), bitch I’ma ride
I got more than fifty in this draco, I’m inside
We gon’ live them niggas with some halos (With some halos), I’m not lyin’
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine