Fake Love lyrics

[Intro]
(Ooh, Bankhead did the 808s)
(I know who made that beat, 2 made it)

[Chorus]
Her heart been broke, she so hard to love
I had to run off on three of my plugs
I had to remix and remix the drugs
I had to trap just to run it back it up
I watched them n*ggas trade on me
I watched them b*tches trade on me
Everybody who was right there, when I fell off, they just faded on me
I ran up them racks on 'em, they wanna be friends now
I got this sh*t on me for real, ain't gotta pretend now
I need my backend, I ain't comin' in now
That lil' b*tch was actin' stiff, but she gon' let me in now
Fake n*ggas gettin' cut off, fake b*tches gettin' cut off
Broke n*ggas gettin' cut off, broke b*tches gettin' cut off
One mistake and you're cut off, family members gettin' cut off
Wonder why we don't talk, 'cause your ass got cut off

[Verse 1]
I used to flex big homie bankroll
Now I ran it up on them stank hoes
I don't pour no more lean in no Fanta
Rest in peace Fredo Santana
You don't need the lean, homie
You can just lean on me
Baby, I know you been hurt before
But you can't take it out on me
They doubted me, they said I would fail
I had to keep puttin' dope on the scale
I had to remix and remix and remix and remix and remix like I was Pharrell
I'm havin' nightmares of bein' in jail
They told me go right, but I bust a left
Why would they give me directions?
When they know I'ma be better than them
I had to grind for this, I put my time in this
I put my own money, you mad 'cause I'm gone on you
Fake love make me hate love
Baby, miss me with the late love
All that fake sh*t ain't love
I ain't stoppin' 'til they give me Drake love
[Chorus]
Her heart been broke, she so hard to love
I had to run off on three of my plugs
I had to remix and remix the drugs
I had to trap just to run it back it up
I watched them n*ggas trade on me
I watched them b*tches trade on me
Everybody who was right there, when I fell off, they just faded on me
I ran up them racks on 'em, they wanna be friends now
I got this sh*t on me for real, ain't gotta pretend now
I need my backend, I ain't comin' in now
That lil' b*tch was actin' stiff, but she gon' let me in now
Fake n*ggas gettin' cut off, fake b*tches gettin' cut off
Broke n*ggas gettin' cut off, broke b*tches gettin' cut off
One mistake and you're cut off, family members gettin' cut off
Wonder why we don't talk, 'cause your ass got cut off

[Verse 2]
Stop all that b*tchin', lil' n*gga
Time for you to man up
She gonna suck on that motherf*cker
'Til that motherf*cker stand up
I used to sleep on a cell
I had to get bands up
All of that sack you see that I got
That sh*t that I ranned up
I know you can't stand me, n*gga
I bet you won't do nothin'
I promise if you see me by myself
n*gga, I'll shoot somethin'
I ain't worried 'bout a n*gga
I don't care about a n*gga
I'll air out a n*gga
I ain't playin' 'bout my children
I eat the beat with a fork
I put your b*tch on the course
I have her makin' a choice
Your life or hers
If she love you, she'll die for you
If she don't, you a dead man
When I murk you, she gon' move on
It's kinda hard to love a dead man
[Chorus]
Her heart been broke, she so hard to love
I had to run off on three of my plugs
I had to remix and remix the drugs
I had to trap just to run it back it up
I watched them n*ggas trade on me
I watched them b*tches trade on me
Everybody who was right there, when I fell off, they just faded on me
I ran up them racks on 'em, they wanna be friends now
I got this sh*t on me for real, ain't gotta pretend now
I need my backend, I ain't comin' in now
That lil' b*tch was actin' stiff, but she gon' let me in now
Fake n*ggas gettin' cut off, fake b*tches gettin' cut off
Broke n*ggas gettin' cut off, broke b*tches gettin' cut off
One mistake and you're cut off, family members gettin' cut off
Wonder why we don't talk, 'cause your ass got cut off, yeah

[Outro]
(Ooh, Bankhead did the 808s)
(I know who made that beat, 2 made it)