Fake Love Video (MV)

(Yea Trubeatz)
(Yea yea yea)
(I know y'all niggas tired of that fake love shit bro)
(Niggas hate on you like)
(Hate on you for what though)

Yea yea
Trubeatz

I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night yea
I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night
(Yea)

That party shit get old ima grown man
I gotta make a living I gotta go make a stand
Gotta put my hand in yo hand we can go and make some bandz
Started from the bottom don't need no glass I got sand
Big boss moves thats what im on too
If you f*ck with me then you f*ck with my dawgs too
If you wanna leave ain't nobody stopping you
Just dont come back please when you see my new boo
I told my family when I get rich,
That niggas gone hate cause we gone be the shit
That niggas gone be fake like they was there from the blick
F*ck you nigga you block with me when they was on a blittz
Now I'm.. back on my bull shit
Trying to put my life together like im knitting with a knit
Steady working out can't afford not to be fit
Trying to make my momma proud and have my whole family rich
Stumping, stumping, stumping on these haters necks
While niggas was judging im the nigga up next
Watching niggas thuging like thats a flex,
Ain't no showing loving they rather be a ref
I'm not use to winning I got used to losing
That's why i'm not proven, I'm just still moving
You can't hold me down, When I been at the bottom.
(When I came from the bottom)

I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night yea
I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night
(Yea yea)

I got the 20-20 Vision
Only when I put my glasses on
It let me see the fake faces in the dawn
I'm trying to see my future and be big like sean
Ima kill it in the stu
While i'm rapping on my phone in my room don't need no booth
Gotta make the best of it cause the walls aint sound proof
I ain't worried cause you niggas ain't know it sound too smooth
I just get in the groove
I don't need no crowd
When i'm done i'm still gonna take a bow
Made my momma proud, made my daddy proud
All you fake niggas and bitches you not allowed
In my space
Nigga wanna ride with me nah we gone race
You can't even hide with me I ain't got no space
Whole time you was sitting praying on my fate
Now you looking crazy with a fake ass f*cking face.

I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night
(Every night)
I'm tired of fake love from these bitches
I wanna make love to my stitches
My body need drugs in these trenches Every night yea