Im really sick of all the fake people
All the fake people
They be saying that they love you when they really hate you
Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs
Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up
Im telling all of my demons that they need to back up
They be running my mind and I swear they getting faster
Live in the moment trine forget the past yeah
Barely be coping but I think imma get there
Im stuck with demons and angles
I know that if I ain't stable
That its gon be something fatal
I don't care
Im stuck with demons and angles
I know that if I ain't stable
That its gon be something fatal
Yeah I care
Im really sick of all the fake people
All the fake people
They be saying that they love you when they really hate you
Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs
Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up
I tell my fam that we are good yeah
That we good yeah
I don't need them to worry
Because I'm really locked in
I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear
Im tryna figure out yeah I'm halfway there
What's the meaning to this?
I really want an answer
The way that I'm getting it moving
Im really feeling like a dancer
Dancer, Im on big time yessir
Im about to f*ck it up so I go and take my pants off
Got some hometown eyes on my back yeah I feel it a lot
Got some big city visions yeah I know that im trine plot
I got people trine talk but I don't listen cause I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop cause
Im really sick of all the fake people
All the fake people
They be saying that they love you when they really hate you
Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs
Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up
I tell my fam that we are good yeah
That we good yeah
I don't need them to worry
Because I'm really locked in
I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear
Im tryna figure out yeah I'm halfway there
Im really sick of all the fake people
All the fake people
They be saying that they love you when they really hate you
Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs
Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up
I tell my fam that we are good yeah
That we good yeah
I don't need them to worry
Because I'm really locked in
I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear
Im tryna figure out yeah I'm halfway there