Letra de Fake People - SaxONLY

Im really sick of all the fake people

All the fake people

They be saying that they love you when they really hate you

Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs

Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up

Im telling all of my demons that they need to back up

They be running my mind and I swear they getting faster

Live in the moment trine forget the past yeah

Barely be coping but I think imma get there

Im stuck with demons and angles

I know that if I ain’t stable

That its gon be something fatal

I don’t care

Im stuck with demons and angles

I know that if I ain’t stable

That its gon be something fatal

Yeah I care

Im really sick of all the fake people

All the fake people

They be saying that they love you when they really hate you

Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs

Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up

I tell my fam that we are good yeah

That we good yeah

I don’t need them to worry

Because I’m really locked in

I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear

Im trine figure out yeah I’m halfway there

What’s the meaning to this?

I really want an answer

The way that I’m getting it moving

Im really feeling like a dancer

Dancer, Im on big time yessir

Im about to fuck it up so I go and take my pants off

Got some hometown eyes on my back yeah I feel it a lot

Got some big city visions yeah I know that im trine plot

I got people trine talk but I don’t listen cause I don’t wanna stop

I don’t wanna stop cause

Im really sick of all the fake people

All the fake people

They be saying that they love you when they really hate you

Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs

Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up

I tell my fam that we are good yeah

That we good yeah

I don’t need them to worry

Because I’m really locked in

I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear

Im trine figure out yeah I’m halfway there

Im really sick of all the fake people

All the fake people

They be saying that they love you when they really hate you

Im really sick of all the fake love and the hard drugs

Im just tryna get my paper get my bag up

I tell my fam that we are good yeah

That we good yeah

I don’t need them to worry

Because I’m really locked in

I rarely picked up my phone but I love you I swear

Im trine figure out yeah I’m halfway there

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