Diio - Oppo$ite Lyrics

F*ck, I hate fake shit. I hate fake niggas. I hate f*ck niggas. I hate bitch niggas. I hate hoe niggas. I hate hoe shit
I don't like shit that's not real, bro. If you gotta play a role just to be around me
I hate actors, nigga, on me. I hate niggas that act like they'll be there for you in the realest note
Mmm, shit, I think I may have been here before

Fake shit straight to the face, but you was swearing
You was the realest,
Real shit from you, I ain't hearing that
Can't keep shit buck 50, swear to God, you was the realest, joke
Keep it a stack, keep it a hunnid. Hundreds of millions, all on my mind

Rap shit, I do it for fun. Little bitch, I feel like the one
Brick on brick, this shit weigh tons. Zaza up, all in my lungs
Y'all niggas really be wanting the pressure and the drama
I just be focused on funds
Y'all niggas really bout hoes, for real. It's time to leave my goals, for real

Off white fit, my bro came shootin'.
Might turn a nigga to a ghost, for real
You'll think that shit bold, for real. I think it's cold, for real
Rap shit to me, not just music. It's my soul, for real
This shit get old when niggas just act like hoes

Straight to your face, they act like bro.
I kinda feel like a goat say you don't know lil nigga, who told you that
Might hit a nigga with a four bout five, six times, might blow a nigga's shoulder, back
Mmm, I've been contemplating who the realest

Ice up on me, cold as f*ck, I'm feeling like the illest
Mr. Freeze wit shit, I swear to God, I'm chilling with my villains
Step to gang, you flexing on us. Might just get your little shit pillaged
F*ck a V-Lone pic, I'm tryna have a Dior image

Niggas hoed themselves , they playing with us. F*ck a scrimmage
Dots on niggas' heads, that's making statements.
F*ck a sentence.
Ask the Lord for that forgiveness, swear I need to do repentance
Put that metal to a nigga whip, I'm f*cking up the engine

Say this money hit my phone and I'ma call for an extension
Countin paper, like it wasn't my intention
Sent a couple at his whip, and now it's changing the suspension
Huh, real niggas act like hoes, nah, I guess

I don't really got no time for stress
Gotta get back in that mode, nah, I guess
Want these diamonds froze to my chest
I ain't really got no time for rest

Real niggas act like hoes, nah, I guess
Fake niggas act like bros, nah, I guess
I've been sick of niggas on top of shit
Chops give a nigga confidence, way I come up is monstrous

Speak fake to the face, act like you real, nigga, that's preposterous
Green things in my head once again, probably see a nigga blossomin'
Grown man doing little kid shit, buddy boy, why you gossiping
Fake niggas talk the real shit and the real niggas on the opposite

Yeah, yeah, shit, man