Everybody's addicted to something
Cup of coffee or a substance
TV show or tryna get that money
Or being a jerk in the comments
Too many clothes for their closets
Too focused on deposits
Too drunk, too high
You guys too dumb, too often
Y'all want more money, more liquor
More weed, more strippers
More cars, more clothes
More fans, more homes
More chains, what for?
Destroy the planet and pollute the water
Y'all consume the garbage and refuse the problem
Y'all ain't taking that Versace with you when they put your body down inside a coffin
I appreciate what I got
I don't need to hate what I'm not
I don't need Gucci shoes or a Louis belt
Or nothing from Saint Laurent
It's been ripped jeans since sixteen
My crib clean I'm chilling
I been me since kid dreams turned real life
It's no different y'all are
Fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are
Fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are fake
Fake smiles, fake flex
Fake titties, fake rings
Fake Yeezys, what's next?
Y'all are fake
Want the truth for a change?
Come and see the tatted whiteboy with the braids yeah
Concentrate on your happiness
No dollar figure can buy it
More ain't always more
Sometimes it's less when you go find it
Y'all so hypnotized by celebrities
You don't know yourself and you lyin'
You're a little boy on the inside
But on the outside you a giant
Keep tryin', weak minded
Tryna be fly, never really meet pilots
Keep quiet
Talking that gangsta shit
Never been a G, never seen violence
We're not authentic, we are controlled
Subliminal messages making you broke
We do not get it till we are old
Money don't matter, it's loving your home
Your things won't leave this planet when you go
You'll rot while your designer clothes get sold in vintage stores
You think that you need more cause they convinced you that you need
But even without anything at all you are complete
But y'all
Fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are
Fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are fake
Fake smiles, fake flex
Fake titties, fake rings
Fake Yeezys, what's next?
Y'all are fake
Want the truth for a change?
Come and see the tatted whiteboy with the braids yeah
Y'all are fake
Got the fools gold on the chain
Y'all are fake
And you're lying to our face
Man y'all fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
Oh my god, y'all are fake
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are fake
Fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are fake
Fake smiles, fake flex
Fake titties, fake rings
Fake Yeezys, what's next?
Y'all are fake
Want the truth for a change?
Come and see the tatted whiteboy with the braids yeah
Y'all are fake, fools gold on the chain
So obsessed with being cool
Y'all are lying to our face
Man it's fake
That ain't diamonds, that ain't flames
That's some shit you got online
I know exactly what you paid
Y'all are fake
Fake smiles, fake flex
Fake titties, fake rings
Fake Yeezys, what's next?
Y'all are fake
Want the truth for a change?
Come and see the tatted whiteboy with the braids yeah
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