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PREHOES 19 - Fake Or Not LYRICS

Fake Or Not by Twenty Elbridge

“LAID BACK ON MY ZONE,
WITH IT, KICKIN MY FEET UP OUT MY WINDOW”
“KNEW I’D GAIN SOME HATERS TOO AFRAID TO KNOW WHO FAKE OR NOT”
“LAID BACK ON MY ZONE,
WITH IT, KICKIN MY FEET UP OUT MY WINDOW”
“KNEW I’D GAIN SOME HATERS TOO AFRAID TO KNOW WHO FAKE OR NOT”
 
EVEN WHEN U KNOW U FEELIN LOW FROM THE FACT DAT IM TRYNA GET MADE,
LITTLE EVERY DAY AND YALL JUST GROUPED UP SMOKIN WASTIN DAY,
HEARD IT FROM NO OTHERS I KNOW FOR MY SELF THAT YALL SOME FOES,
GREET ME TO THE FACE WITH OUT NO LOVE I WOULDNT KEEP YA CLOSE UNLESS
I WANNA KEEP U DOWN AND TREAT U LIKE A BITCH- LATER,
MAKE U FEEL MY ANGER HAVE U TURN INTO A HATER, HOE CUZZ
WITH A SINGLE TREATMENT I CAN HAVE U HATIN ME
DONT FORGET THAT UR WHOLE CLIQUE IS GOIN SO UR NEVER LONELY,
CUZZ BEFORE NEVER LOVED THIS SHYT, NEVER FUCKED WITH THIS,
NOW I CLICKED, WITH THE FUCKIN 6IX, STRAIGHT ALL ON MY SHYT,
SO DAMN TEMPTED TO GO CARRY LET IT LOOSE AT YA BITCH PLACE,
BUT I RATHER U HEAR YOUR HOMIES BUMP MY TAPES IN UR FACE,
DIDNT THINK THAT ID MAINTAIN BUT MANE IM OUT TO FEED MY ALL,
EVERY BODY DONE SHOWIN UP TO A SHOW FROM WALL TO WALL,
FOR THE FACT A YEAR OR TWO U SEE ME ROLLIN ROAD TO ROAD,
WITH MY OWN- FUCKIN CLIQUE- READY TO KICK ON SOME OF YALL DOORS for soma ya hoes n shyt
 
“LAID BACK ON MY ZONE,
WITH IT, KICKIN MY FEET UP OUT MY WINDOW”
“KNEW I’D GAIN SOME HATERS TOO AFRAID TO KNOW WHO FAKE OR NOT”
“LAID BACK ON MY ZONE,
WITH IT, KICKIN MY FEET UP OUT MY WINDOW”
“KNEW I’D GAIN SOME HATERS TOO AFRAID TO KNOW WHO FAKE OR NOT”
 
HEARD ABOUT SOME FROM THE OTHER SIDE THAT SOMEONE AFTER ME,
LET ME ASK U WHERE’S YA GOD AT TRICK MAKE SURE U PASS BY ME,
NEVER UNDERESTIMATE A PLAYA FOR YO ASS GET ROBBED,
LEAVE IT ALONE DONT FUCK WITH TWEN N U GETS NO REASON TO SOB,
AND BACK IN THE DAY LIL SHORTIE I WOULDVE CAUGHT A JUVENILE CASE FROM YALL, 
SIPPIN ON SOME MALT I STAYED LOWKEY WITH BACK UP TO THE WALL,
TRIED TO DO SOME THANGS N ALL I HEARD WAS SUCKAS TALKIN DOWN ON
GL TO THE P THEN TRIED- TO COMMIT A SUICIDE,
TWENTY AINT THE TYPE TO LEAVE NO MESS I TAKE CARE OF MY BIZNESS
BUT THESE FOOLS THEY CALLED ME FAKE, CUZZ I STAYED AWAY FROM BITCHES,
SAYIN TWENTY GOTS NO HOES, SAYIN TWENTY GOTS NO GRIP,
I CAME I SHOWED UP WITH THESE TRICKS N STRIPPED THESE HOES OFF ALL THEY SHYT,
MANE I GOTS A FEELIN SOME OF YOU BUSTAS WANNA SEE ME DOWN,
ON THE PAVEMENT TRIPPIN LIKE A BITCH, BUT I FUCKIN CLOWN,  
NORTHSIDE BOUND- TRICK, SOME OF U BITCHES NEVER STEPPED TO THIS,
WHAT I THINK OF U MUHFUCKAS TO ME EQUAL LESS THAN PISS UP ON A 
SERIOUS NOTE CUZZ I, WISH U AND UR CLIQUE WOULD TRY TO
CATCH ME ON THE STREETS LIKE GRINNIN MUGGIN BOUT TO SLIP -RIGHT?
NEVER TRICK IM BOUT THE SHYT I SPEAK I PUT THIS ON FOR CLEAR,
FALL UP OFF THAT SHYT U RUNNIN-ON I CATCH ON WITH THAT EAR ya foo’

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