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1k – fake love lyrics

[intro: 1k]
fake love, that be the worst love
yeah, and i’m, and i’m filled with all these drugs, yeah

[chorus: 1k]
hey, first day out the county, huh
stick to money, keep counting, huh
money on head, that’s bounty, huh
nig can’t even play round me
gotta keep that fake sh-t from round me, yeah
i gotta keep that fake sh-t from round me
i’m too busy, been counting
fake love, that be the worst love, hey
hey, that money was my first love, yeah
then i fell in love with all these drugs, yeah
hey, i don’t need no fake love, fake love be the worst love

[verse 1: 1k]
yeah, heard n-gga been talkin’ down
n-gga know how we get down
talkin’ ’bout pull up at your house, spray rounds
how we get down, hey
droptop n-gga, don’t mount sh-t
these n-ggas really ain’t ’bout sh-t
been gettin’ money and skipped cl-ss
now n-gga walk with a big bag, hey
yeah, i was in the jail and hop out
now i’m gettin’ money, now you left out
b-tch kinda crazy like left eye, huh
hoe tryna burn the whole house down
n-gga toe to toe, whole crew out
boy can’t, gotta bring the blues out
i was just thinkin’ ’bout this on my own
now n-gga up, i can buy what i want
i know a n-gga mad, don’t hate on that
don’t be all bad, put a price on that
talk n-gga real, i’ma hear ’bout that
n-ggas ain’t real, had to face them facts
yeah, actuals
i keep ’em runnin’ from problems, yeah
i can’t be runnin’ from problems, haha
i got these guns, so they solve ’em

[verse 2: lil baby]
money was my first, we started f-ckin’ in elementary
we been gettin’ it for a minute, finger f-ckin’ for a century
fell in love with these drugs, i’m so high up
we got guns full of cheepo, they don’t try us
they was callin’, i was ballin’, i ain’t answer, ain’t get no serves
i ain’t never punch no clock, ain’t have no job, i’m always workin’
i was servin’, it took some time
but now i’m perfect, on that block
i was up early, gettin’ faded, poppin’ percies, sippin’ syrup
i’m prolly swervin’, keep my pills ’cause i be nervous
i remember when we was just lurkin’
can’t go broke, i’m allergic
if you got the money, i’m servin’
it was always worth it

[verse 3: 1k]
hey, these hoes love the money
hey, these n-ggas be groupies too
hey, what would she do for fame?
hey, these hoes gon’ f-ck the crew, haha
n-ggas be fakin’ like home boys
never been broke like young boy
i gotta be big, i’m made for it
i heard you talked down, so you paid for it
i gotta go change the wheel
hey, i gotta go change my b-tch
hey, my hoe a damaged
yeah, she can’t manage
hey, don’t show no fake love
huh, fits your face, love
yeah, try to hold it down
why my drink so down?
hey, girl, your sh-t look stayed in
now i’m f-ckin’ your best friend
countin’ racks in the west end
b-tch, i’m back to ballin’
now my ex keep stalkin’
now my -ss keep stallin’
b-tch, i’m back to ballin’
work at home, now call in

- 1k lyrics

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