Fakin'

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Fakin' by Lecrae

Fakin' Lyrics

[00:13.97] I'm riding round and I'm getting' it; they riding round pretendin'
[00:17.75] I been had it, I been done, I promise that it's all empty
[00:20.56] They say they ridin' Bugatti's, man, put some babies through college
[00:23.80] Quit tryna' act like the trap is cool, 'cause we tired hearin' that garbage
[00:26.87] Hey, bags of white, pints of lean, I been on dope boys since a teen
[00:30.93] But this ain't what we meant to be, and y'all don't make no sense to me
[00:33.90] You pump fakin', ain't shootin', ain't killin, ain't doin'
[00:37.27] Half them thangs you say you doin', but 116 we stay true an'
[00:40.65] Ain't dope dealin', ain't Po pimpin', talkin' 'bout my own folk killin'
[00:44.42] We on that Jesus soul healin', so serious, gorillas
[00:47.20] Wild ain't we, can't tame us, been changed, can't change us
[00:50.55] 1: 16 – You can't shame us. Live that truth; you can't blame us
[00:54.01] I heard him say he bought the block
[00:56.77] In his song he say he gansta' but he not
[00:58.81] Say he makin' money, cashin' big checks
[01:02.26] While his chain leavin' green on his neck
[01:05.68] I'm not impressed
[01:07.30] So I guess that make you, yes that make you
[01:09.28] That make you a faker!
[01:10.50] He was all juiced up, thought he was Tupac
[01:14.61]
[01:24.13] 'Til 'dem boys caught him, hit him with them two shots
[01:27.41] Now, he in the station singin' like he T-Pain
[01:30.61] The bullets made him lean, now I guess he's 2 Chains
[01:34.38] He bought that big-league cannon, wrapped it 'round a 300
[01:37.40] Now matter how you put it, boy, that's still a 300
[01:40.75] Stop that fakin' and the flatchin' cut it off
[01:44.45] Frontin' like your paper longer than the Power Ball
[01:47.65] He think he Scarface, guess he ain't seen the movie
[01:50.85] Keep on fakin' 'til you face down in a Jacuzzi
[01:54.28] With some killas in you room with some real guns
[01:57.82] That don't make noise and ain't plastic but they real guns
[02:01.22] Real recognize real; introduce ya' self
[02:05.54]
[02:31.64] Careful with that cannon boy; you might just shoot ya' self
[02:34.58] Somebody wake em', tell em' to stop fakin'
[02:37.73] Before they end up lyin' in the woods buck naked
[02:40.80] These killas fulla' them demons, while you pretendin' you Scarface
[02:44.22] You ain't really no ghetto boy, why you fakin' that hard face?
[02:47.63] That just made him furious; somebody call Fishburne
[02:50.98] Tell these boys in the hood 40 cal hits burn
[02:54.77] And hell burns hotter, I turn to the Father
[02:57.75] I prayin', "Lord forgive em' 'cause they lyin' like Mufasa
[03:01.09] They got these eight' graders with they eyes on a choppa
[03:04.43] I pray the Lord save 'em 'fo He drop 'em and make 'em stop it
[03:08.07] I heard him say he bought the block
[03:10.16] In his song he say he gansta' but he not
[03:13.25] Say he makin' money, cashin' big checks
[03:16.33] While his chain leavin' green on his neck
[03:19.95] I'm not impressed
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From the album: Gravity