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night lovell - fraud lyrics

[hook]
never messin’ with the fakes
never messin’ with the fakes
never messin’ with the fakes
my niggas is on it you niggas is lame
never messin’ with the fakes
never messin’ with the fakes
never messin’ with the fakes
my niggas is on it you niggas is lame

[verse 1]
now i come better
old b-tch come but they never let her
niggas wanna talk shit
never hit them with the shots
say lovell you a pussy
that’s a false letter
b-tch step to the back of the motherfucking map
okay, okay, please don’t snap
running around the city with my gang stay tight
still cold on you niggas
and we never really fight

[verse 2]
never play
my time is on the way
come back, my nigga, back, my nigga
wait, my nigga, hey
step close man
fuck you gonna say?
one hit, ko all day
i’ve been mia for a minute
a for a minute
a for, no way

[verse 3]
fucking like beyoncé
remember when i hit a nigga named dante?
act like a little b-tch man
run away
no beef man please
what they all say
come back man, know you wanna play man
heard you wanna try to get it with my b-tch man
she’ll say i’ll be over in a minute
know that lovell was the first to get in it
yeah

[verse 4]
man still playing really silly
never thought i’d take a trip and make a fucking milli
(that’s right)
trapped in the d-mn city
niggas know i made it out from canada to philly
(that’s right)
run spots of the town
spot a dark b-tch
know i got it, feel me?
(so right)
never been so thrown
got a couple bad b-tches in the all black chevy
(right)
in the all black chevy
i made mad time so the stacks stay chilly
(that’s right)
these niggas g-ssed off a milli
i don’t give a fuck about my nigga trynna fake a billi
(that’s right)
all these b-tches say they feel me
all these man say they feel me
feel me?
[?]

[verse 5]
got a whole lot of thoughts in the way
know i never really give a fuck about the limelight
old friends but they all say hey
my paps said dash away them niggas from my eyesight
i’ll think about it in the morning
we’ll talk about it in the morning
i’m gone
there’s 7 hoes i’m getting very strict with who i let in
(yuh)
crazy, i’m crazy
that’s just how they raised me
my close friends know i’m a sinner
thoughts from a light skin nigga

- night lovell lyrics

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