[Verse 1: Frank Knight]
I been living my life my like a youngin on the run
Steady focused and scheming on me becoming the one
Keeping ladies so sick I’m only loving for fun
I might feel you for real, but then I’m back to the front
Love I know what it’s like living out a livid life
Gaming out these shorties fronting like I’m Mr. Right
You feel I left, I was never there I ain’t miss the right
I’m on the path directed to me giving you the pipe
I talked that talk, sealed the deal my cock the caulk
Dancing I got that waltz, Sampson I knocked that wall
Man I popped that cork, I wanted to rock that raw
I was going in, even when my cock got soft
From my shot left off, then I got right back up
To tear that back up, and let off mad nuts
She be like oo baby I love you
I be like oo I love me too
[Hook: Frank Knight]
I can’t wife ya and slow my life up
I’m on the grind love not trying to find love
I’m a real nigga but I’m fake to these bitches
… uh I’m so fake to these bitches (2x)
[Verse 2: Frank Knight]
You got to back up shorty, come on get up off me
I played you with the game, and I gave you a floor seat
Pimping on the regular, slick with vernacular
I take that tech for playing you foul I was macking ya
I’m true to my dreams, love I screw through schemes
I’m the reason, I’m the reason, you on them world star screens
Why you Solanging in the elevator kicking with screams
Like a newborn baby born in the world is how it seems
I’m from the county of kings, drop down to your knees
It’s a lot of ladies baby who around me with g’s
You ain’t the only bitch, you could stay or be a lonely bitch
You found out the truth, now you feel homie switched
Nah I ain’t goin be faithful, till I’m O.D. rich
Man prolly not even then on some O.G. shit
Ayo now she like oo baby don’t hurt me
While I’m like oo you too thirsty
[Hook: Frank Knight]
I can’t wife ya and slow my life up
I’m on the grind love not trying to find love
I’m a real nigga but I’m fake to these bitches
… uh I’m so fake to these bitches (2x)
[Verse 3: Frank Knight]
I been feeling type toxic spewing all of my toxins
Mixing concoctions, numbing the guns cocking
Feeling so nauseous heads in the ground like ostrich
By animals zoologist view like a gynecologist
You know what my peepers is peeping and what I'm seeing
A bunch leachers and bleeders who now soon to be bleeding
Don't see them as my peer, they ain't even got a pair
As I sit and I stare, painting the picture clear
I’m dreaded like Jamaican it’s been hard these years
Empty bottles of liquor and beer over ran with tears
Love I swallowed the pain till it hollowed my brain
Too cool for a key chain but wore a key as a chain
To symbolize everyday that freedoms my slave
Facing at that dame face tearing holding on her waist
Doubting the heavens above, questioning her love
The love I was jealous of I never got but always want
Peep the hypocrite in me, I'm telling her don't leave
But I'm helping her cheat, then she argue with me
Why you doing this to me? take advantage when I'm weak
As she weep I be like I ain't making you creep
Now you the one mami being loose with your body
I know I’m real grimy shit I’m gutter embodied
I do what the pimps do it's embedded in my mental
Game is so critical get to them before they get to you
[Hook: Frank Knight]
I can’t wife ya and slow my life up
I’m on the grind love not trying to find love
I’m a real nigga but I’m fake to these bitches
… uh I’m so fake to these bitches (2x)
