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letra de fake shit - muaad

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[verse 1: muaad]
i can smell that fake sh-t
b-tches playing favorites
wake up in the morning
slap myself and do the same sh-t
sh-ts been getting tougher
but i don’t know how to phrase it
so i’ll just keep on flowing
making songs and getting plays b-tch

[hook: muaad]
i see you look at me, and ask me why i’m mad
let me tell you something, i don’t really f-ck with that
that fake care is sickening, man i’m abouta throw up
then i wash it down with henny and i call it a slump

[verse 2: muaad]
i keep seeing glitches, like im living in a game
b-tches take me for a checkpoint
i just wish that they would stay
sh-t don’t go my way and that’s fine its okay
but i ain’t playin no f-ckin games
and i just wish i could save -amped

[verse 3: yvng geo]
now i’m hitting load i pick up the controller
mom said it’s my turn so you gotta move over
in the drivers seat and the wheel is my realm
watch me whip it fast and spin out like odell
like gretzky i still set one hundred 8-3
achievement score so high i can barely breathe
like everest got too high even for me
just don’t forget yo when you speak on the g

not quite american there’s no comparison
cold flow will slow foes and k!ll without arrogance
it’s quite imperative, follow your parenting
i’m broke as f-ck so no one’s inheriting
dimes from me, shiny things
catch my attention
lashing out, a d d
got a detention
but now i’m 20 and breaking the mold
young geo’s back again, better than old

[hook: death on v/h/s]
i see you look at me and ask me why i’m mad
let me tell you something i don’t really f-ck with that
talk it smell like bullsh-t, put you in a body bag
keepin up a smile i can thank the fragrant glad

[verse 4: death on v/h/s]
blowin up bang and i feel like a star
no strings attached like i’m f-cking guitars
tell me i’m soft, but i’m going in hard
how’s there emotions, i f-ck with no heart

[bridge: death on v/h/s]
baby i love you, i’m still in a game
league of legends, i’m feeding the vayne
you tell me to pause, lose my lead it’s in vain
never giving up, toxic’s in my veins

you should change up the plans
cancel dinner for sure
i’m stacking these bans
need to hit diamond four

[verse 5: death on v/h/s]
i don’t control her, no sh-t i adore her
feel like i’m dora, her legs i explorer
no swiping i’m piping it
lightning type striking it
hyper fast timing no viking i’m deciding to make her mine
but i’m on a grind, to change the world, just give it time

[hook: death on v/h/s]
i see you look at me and ask me why i’m mad
let me tell you something i don’t really f-ck with that
talk it smell like bullsh-t, put you in a body bag
keepin up a smile i can thank the fragrant glad

- muaad

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