Kwamé - Fakin' Lyrics

Ew
I been peepin a lot of this fake shit man
Sheesh
Why you be faking chameleon (Faking chameleon)
You living to please so civilian (Civilian)
Me imma grind to a million (Grind to a milli)
I double my profits to billion (To billion)
You always be talking no listening (No listening)
I switched up my life like a christening (New)
No spidey my senses be tingling (They itchin')
I'm training these peons conditioning
Just play ya part nun wrong with that
Even the qb need running backs
Trynna make hella plays I ain't cool with that
Until you get caught then you back to a rat
You n***** be floppin no sandals
I'm watching a ton of you Keris be gossiping shit like a scandal
Lighting a match to the bullshit like candles
Exposing ya shit to the world with the handles
Hypocritical n***** not adding up
I was taking this shit but I had enough
I was throwing the curve who the batter up
No huddle just psa gather up
You catfish ass hoes need to lather up
Yall not ready to ride put ya saddle up
Yall just drinking for show put the bottle up
Stay true to yourself ain't no faking
Flexing that money that shit for the taking
Never gon show yall the money i'm making
Just know that i'm good baby that's on my statement
Never put on a show for the gram
100 from a.m to p.m
Just k to w a to the m
Murdering missions till i see the end
Why you be faking chameleon (Faking chameleon)
You living to please so civilian (Civilian)
Me imma grind to a million (Grind to a milli)
I double my profits to billion (To billion)
You always be talking no listening (No listening)
I switched up my life like a christening (New)
No spidey my senses be tingling (They itchin')
I'm training these peons conditioning
Shout out to Brando for starting the fire
Smoking for buzz but I had to get higher
I'm catching you slipping not strapped with the wire
Masked up like shit that ain't you on the flyer
I was waiting I had to be patient
Steady moving i'm never complacent
My brothers they riding they staying adjacent
My struggles define me ain't never gon' fake it
Yall be copying shit like the printer
All of you mice need to meet master splinter
I've had me some money but imma get richer
Phillipians 4:13 that be my scripture
Yall just be tweeting and posting for fame
You gonna lie till ya pants feel the flame
F*ck all them hoes I just need me a main
Need her to love and be real all the same
Why you be faking chameleon (Faking chameleon)
You living to please so civilian (Civilian)
Me imma grind to a million (Grind to a milli)
I double my profits to billion (To billion)
You always be talking no listening (No listening)
I switched up my life like a christening (New)
No spidey my senses be tingling (They itchin')
I'm training these peons conditioning