Fake Love Destroy Lonely

[Chorus]
Yeah
And it's gon' take a long, long time for me to believe in love
I never thought it'd be like this, I guess thats how it was
I got money I gotta go get
I got money I gotta go get
I got shit that gotta be done
I got too much ice
I got too much ice in my chain, might aswell go put that shit in my cup
I got too damn tired of the same shit, I had to go swich it up
All this cash come with pain thats why im on all these drugs
All this cash come with
All this cash come with hoes showin fake love
All this cash come with the gang turning they back this shit get tough
All this cash come with too much shit, but I ain't even worried
Cause im that nigga yes im him shawty, it won't hurt

[Verse 1]
Everything I drip uh, I gotta cop the his and hers
That's my baby uh yeah, and she gon come to flex on purpose
Buy her a brand new purse
Put a brand new fire on that purse
Cause all these niggas trying and imma be the one shooting it first
I'm the one putting the work
Every single day, every single night im in the studio
Designer lifestyle, designer drugs and designer clothes
I like expensive bitches I don't do the groupie hoes
I like expensive shit, I'm sorry I can't do the low end
Yeah, everything high end
Every time I hit the states make sure them niggas bring them pack in
And these niggas say they smoking on gas, but im the one bringing the pack in
And these niggas say they smoke out the bag, but I'm the one bringing the bag in