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letra de fake love - lil donald

[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)

- lil donald

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