VERSE 1
Rather have real hate than fake love. Fake hugs from a fake thug. Rappers gassed off of fake buzz, off of fake views, dogg I ain't dumb. I’m the guy behind the lines you take from. Without a cosign you a str8 bum. You won't shoot a n***a. You won’t fight a n***a. You the type to forget where you came from. And I made you n***a I ain’t trippen tho. Glad your bum ass finally getting dough. Wait til my foot finally in the do’. Ima kick that bitch to the flo’. Flow colder than a hookers heart on Figuero’. White boy rich fuck n***a dough. On top like a n***a been here befo’. Hotter than the summer and the winter cold. From a distance tho that’s where I gotta keep these industry cats. Hollywood but don’t know how to act. They reach for a hand shake stab me in the back. Tell me what part of the game is that? I don’t know my n***a, but that shit weak to me. Don’t look my way, don’t even address me, or speak to me

(CHORUS)
You can keep your fake love, fake love, fake love
I don’t want your fake hug, fake hug, fake hug
Fake smile from a fake thug, fake thug, fake thug
Your bitch on our nuts, We on our way up , way up, way up
You can keep your fake love, fake love, fake love. (4x)

Verse 2
I rather you to mean mug, than to fake smile in my face. Fuck shaking my hand, I rather you walk away. Can't even look a n***a in the eye, Can you tell me where your fucking loyalty lies, huh? Supposed to be right here with me, I was your homie. When you was down, now that you up you don’t know me? Fucking phony. No new friends, new friends will do you in. How can I pretend that n***as will be the same n***a in the end. As they started, you retarded, to put your trust in a artist. They job is to paint a picture and to sell it. And you bought it. I did once shame on you, I do it twice shame on me, Aw man you know the fucking slogan. who the fuck you think you fucking over. That’s something I get over, but I won't forget. You can keep your handshake and your hug you fucking bitch

(Chorus)