Fake Love Tink

[Intro]
These days, you can't even trust who you fuckin'
These days, niggas wanna hurt you for nothin'
These days, I don't even care for a title
These days, you just gettin' fucked and recycled
Never be the girl you can front on
Tired of sittin' here, writin' love songs
(Hitmaka)

[Verse 1]
Leave me out the games this year
Don't wanna entertain no one, I'm so, so done with it
I ain't got no reason to cry (Cry)
Standin' on my word this time
Can't even afford to reply back
'Cause you don't rеcognize where you lack at
Runnin' through thе streets, chasin' every bad bitch (Bitch)
Speakin' on me like we never had shit (Shit)
Cut that nigga off, now it's no attachments (Yeah)
I'll never be the girl you can front on
Tired of sittin' here, writin' love songs (Love songs)
'Cause you played me as if you wouldn't miss this
Now you here, dealin' with them consequences, yeah

[Chorus]
Fake love at an all-time high
So I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)
As long as I got myself
I don't need nothin' from a soul (Ooh-ooh)
Fake love at an all-time high
So I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)
As long as I got myself