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Fake It Til You Make It

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lyrics

I just wanna fuck and make music
is that too much to ask?
im addicted to the high like a junkies stash
head of haters laying out like a pumpkin patch ,
im replacing all your oxygen with mustard gas,
all you pussys act tough like a thundercat
you convincing as when dare taught drugs are bad
putting girls in the position of a jumping jack
less she burning up the tip like the blunt you ash
rather chillin in the pad cause the clubs are trash
while you running up your tab just to stunt on Snap
I adjust my sack, give my nuts a scratch
open hustler mags and then I just relax , what you fuckers lack
yesss, this aint a humble brag
its duct tape, hands tied while the trunk is latched
keep it a buck like deers mounted, and keep doubting
but im keeping it a thousand

now I just keep on taring em down
wondering what we fake caring about
wont bite my tongue no hand on my mouth
wondering what we fake caring about
opinions lost but sharing it proud
wondering what we fake caring about
wont think on your own they tailored your style
wondering what we fake caring about

born in a cage thought flying was an illness
anxiety worse but try and be resilient
im broker than ever but mind on a million
they leading the nation with lies from a villain
I keep to myself and focus on me
with the hunger of a wolf in the clothes of a sheep
only growth that you see is if your dough is increased
but that money wouldn’t save you while your soul is in grief
the celebrity suicides that no one would see
cause the happiness portrayed isn’t all what it seems
got you praying for a god clenching rosary beads
why there couldn’t be a sign or a note at the least
but its hard for you to notice while they pose when you meet
and your fake caring barely carry over a week
but you did for the likes, thats enough right
your computer screen carrying the sun light

with a laptop and mic i record in my room
and consider im an artist mother fucker thats true
take a picture with a filter you photographers too?
posing naked on your instagram, you modeling too?
I dont wanna hear a word about what imma pursue
im believing in myself and thats a problem to you?
you just mad you invest in every job that you lose
too afraid to take the risk stomach knotted in 2
every time that I fail its just a lesson I learned
and I dont know how to quit until I get whats deserved
they like, “you still rap?”, well I see youre not supporting
so when I make a fortune dont go asking for a portion
from passing out cds to traveling and touring
call them small victories to me they’re enormous
I arose like a florist, and never forfeit
til the forbes list is forced to conform with him

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from Broken Pieces, released April 12, 2019

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