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NoFakeLove! Video (MV)




Performed By: Chef Corey
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Corey Bowman




Chef Corey - NoFakeLove! Lyrics




Yeah, I'm on the porch with a lil' blunt to the face
I'm the chef and I gotta keep food on the plate
Was in a small town now I'm all over the place
I'm in Charlotte now I gotta go back to the A
I move like a big shot but stay out the way
I got plans for my team but you can't see the plays
I like to keep my lil' 9 with me but my niggas keeping shotguns and them dracs
I'm takin' these hits off the bong back to back I'm really feelin' like I'm goin' to space
Movin' real fast with shawty she say she want kids now I tell her woah go hit the brakes
And I be in the stu all night, 3am and it still don't even feel like it's late
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite but I gotta keep grindin', gotta make shit shake
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite like damn, what the f*ck I am so baked
People pick when they wanna show love, that's not real, I think that shit's so fake
You can show love or you don't, these niggas be weird I really be thinkin' they snakes

How you gonna be a real cake ass nigga when you not even gettin' a piece of the cake
Yeah, You gossipin' niggas, I'm not with the drama
Yeah, You talkin' bout another man winnin' like nigga like, what is your problem
Niggas like problems, they like to cause em
And I like to solve em, but it's okay cause I stay out the way
Gotta keep grindin' till I reach stardom
Can't play with these goofy niggas, these niggas are dumb

I'm on the porch with a lil' blunt to the face
I'm the chef and I gotta keep food on the plate
Was in a small town now I'm all over the place
I'm in Charlotte now I gotta go back to the A
I move like a big shot but stay out the way
I got plans for my team but you can't see the plays
I like to keep my lil' 9 with me but my niggas keeping shotguns and them dracs
I'm takin' these hits off the bong back to back I'm really feelin' like I'm goin' to space
Movin' real fast with shawty she say she want kids now I tell her woah go hit the brakes
And I be in the stu all night, 3am and it still don't even feel like it's late
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite but I gotta keep grindin', gotta make shit shake
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite like damn, what the f*ck I am so baked
People pick when they wanna show love, that's not real, I think that shit's so fake
You can show love or you don't, these niggas be weird I really be thinkin' they snakes
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English

Yeah, I'm on the porch with a lil' blunt to the face
I'm the chef and I gotta keep food on the plate
Was in a small town now I'm all over the place
I'm in Charlotte now I gotta go back to the A
I move like a big shot but stay out the way
I got plans for my team but you can't see the plays
I like to keep my lil' 9 with me but my niggas keeping shotguns and them dracs
I'm takin' these hits off the bong back to back I'm really feelin' like I'm goin' to space
Movin' real fast with shawty she say she want kids now I tell her woah go hit the brakes
And I be in the stu all night, 3am and it still don't even feel like it's late
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite but I gotta keep grindin', gotta make shit shake
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite like damn, what the f*ck I am so baked
People pick when they wanna show love, that's not real, I think that shit's so fake
You can show love or you don't, these niggas be weird I really be thinkin' they snakes

How you gonna be a real cake ass nigga when you not even gettin' a piece of the cake
Yeah, You gossipin' niggas, I'm not with the drama
Yeah, You talkin' bout another man winnin' like nigga like, what is your problem
Niggas like problems, they like to cause em
And I like to solve em, but it's okay cause I stay out the way
Gotta keep grindin' till I reach stardom
Can't play with these goofy niggas, these niggas are dumb

I'm on the porch with a lil' blunt to the face
I'm the chef and I gotta keep food on the plate
Was in a small town now I'm all over the place
I'm in Charlotte now I gotta go back to the A
I move like a big shot but stay out the way
I got plans for my team but you can't see the plays
I like to keep my lil' 9 with me but my niggas keeping shotguns and them dracs
I'm takin' these hits off the bong back to back I'm really feelin' like I'm goin' to space
Movin' real fast with shawty she say she want kids now I tell her woah go hit the brakes
And I be in the stu all night, 3am and it still don't even feel like it's late
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite but I gotta keep grindin', gotta make shit shake
Smokin' this gas, I'm high as a kite like damn, what the f*ck I am so baked
People pick when they wanna show love, that's not real, I think that shit's so fake
You can show love or you don't, these niggas be weird I really be thinkin' they snakes
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Writer: Corey Bowman
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