Fake sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, real Murda Worth sh*t I'm talm' 'bout
Ay, b*tch, Real Murdaworth sh*t I'm talm' 'bout
That was supposed to be bro, you ain't know?
Ay, you ain't know?, b*tch, Ay (RicoGotThatFye)

[Chorus]
What if you was broke, came up on your own, so you don't owe nobody sh*t, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'?
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that lil' n*gga ain't have sh*t planned but to be on fake sh*t
And you seen n*ggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)

[Verse]
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that b*tch vacant
All these diamonds look amazin'
It got his b*tch naked
Shoot 'till that b*tch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'
Shoot 'till that b*tch vacant
Blood, 12, They stop from chasin'

[Refrain]
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil bro can't stop, he racin'
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
And I seen my n*ggas die two times, so I be cryin' wonderin' why I made it
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know
That, he gon' pillow talk with them hoes, you cut 'em off, but you mad, 'cause you let 'em make it
n*gga I was broke, came up on my own, so I don't owe nobody sh*t
I did it alone, but I still see 'em hatin' (b*tch)
[Chorus]
What if you was broke, came up on your own, so you don't owe nobody sh*t, you did it alone but you still see 'em hatin'?
Like, that was supposed to be bro, but you ain't know that that lil' n*gga ain't have sh*t planned but to be on fake sh*t
And you seen n*ggas die two times, so you be cryin' wonder why you made it
And I ain't gon' lie last time I cried, had to get high, higher then spaceship
In the back of the back of the lac' with a mac on my lap, new pack I'm facin'
In the front of a track, or the back of a scat, lil' bro can't stop, he racin' (He can't stop, Ugh)

[Outro]
He racin', ugh, ugh
Chasin', b*tch, vacant
Look amazin', it got his b*tch naked
b*tch vacant, stop from chasin'
b*tch vacant, stop from chasin'