OG Bellaire - Too Many Fakes Lyrics

Yea
Too many fakes my crew hesitate been fooled by the fakes we knew
Gotta come prove that's a fact that you not a rat get rolled in a pack like dude pass me that
Wolves in the pack I'm the alpha the mac feel like Shaq back in 92'
All of my tools in the back 6.2's in the back can't do this shit the way we do yeah
Too many fakes my crew hesitate been fooled by the fakes we knew
Gotta come prove that's a fact that you not a rat get rolled in a pack like dude pass me that
Wolves in the pack I'm the alpha the mac feel like Shaq back in 92'
All of my tools in the back 6.2's in the back can't do this shit the way we do yeah
I'm back on my grind
Clocked out this album I don't need more time
Had to go push it cause I'm getting mine
They wanna stop me they holding a sign
Ain't signing contracts these niggas be fake
No they not pushing not paying my fine
Holding this bitch like I'm aging the wine
Droppin this album a nic at a time
Pushin that work but they hate on ya boy
It be the niggas that you call ya boy
Muting these niggas I don't need the noise
They try to one up you like Mario boy
Doodle the plot like my nigga Minoy
If they wanna play boy then pass me the toy
I be the product they all just decoys
Switch on ya mans and you made up your choice
You did.
Too many fakes my crew hesitate been fooled by the fakes we knew
Gotta come prove that's a fact that you not a rat get rolled in a pack like dude pass me that
Wolves in the pack I'm the alpha the mac feel like Shaq back in 92'
All of my tools in the back 6.2's in the back can't do this shit the way we do yeah
Too many fakes my crew hesitate been fooled by the fakes we knew
Gotta come prove that's a fact that you not a rat get rolled in a pack like dude pass me that
Wolves in the pack I'm the alpha the mac feel like Shaq back in 92'
All of my tools in the back 6.2's in the back can't do this shit the way we do yeah
Act like you famous
But you not even on the map or the playlist who are you?
How you paying ya bills?
When you and ya girl go out who pay the bill?
You been fake and not real
You been faking the real is easy to tell
You been losing ya way
But the way that I'm Chopin put weight on the scale