JudeRocks - Fake

If they used to line my name, they'd be spraying that cap autism on speed. because i'm speaking facts. they don't know, they don't know what i mean by that. be this slow, they don't know. 1, 2, 3, well then i ain't a fire type, but i'm screaming all i bite. i got a bag of you, i ain't that tough, they stuck, so stuck. i got enough money, yo, i just double up with that double cuz i'll never run it off. y'all be forgetting the fact that i have racks, so why y'all be talkin' shit? that's what i thought, y'all be wishin' that i would rock, shit, cuz walkin' on the pavement with my rig on and off. all of you, bro, you took a different route. y'all ain't know about my bank account, look at my cash amount. i don't wear just crocs, i got them air forces and i put thе rick on y'all be rapping like duh duh duh duh, my flow ain't great, but my lyrics arе spot on. i got my money so long, you never succeed, you're wrong, you are wrong

All the money in the bank you think it was easy you better think twice of it
All these demons in my head i light up this blunt and they’re gone for a lil bit
All the negas in my trap, we’re cashing this bread but we don’t deal with no police
Rapping like rent was due in a day
Know that the drip is immaculate
What do i think about that?
What a great question
Think i’m the greatest to ever get mentioned
Go in a room now it shines it’s infectious
Done seen a couple tryna copy me
Not as great as they tryna be
Hoes tryna take pictures when out on the streets
Aye aye aye
Better off alone, that’s what i learned when dealing with this blow
The money came thru now i’m keeping your hoes
They keep on ringing on my phone
I want increasing on this dough
Manifesting hard what i’m trying to own
This motherfucker keep on stealing the show
That’s what they say
Shooting pain all in my chest
Am i dying or still gotta life?
All these demons in my head
That’s why a nigga staying high
Molly water now i’m feeling nice
And your bitches think i’m looking nice
It must be the looks, the whip and the ice
Not really tryna pick a fight
Ignite up this blunt so i’m rolling up doubles
And triples all zaza you know how i do
I’ll never go back to the ways i was working, i’m thinking of billies dunno about you
I don’t have the time to be arguing with niggas who ain’t seeing grands by the min like i do
The end is near for every fool
That’s why i’m here to end you too