Voltaire II - Fake It Till They Make It

Heard ya all talk they don't really want smoke
She want Louie bags, a Suburban and a coat
Heard niggas trynna take my crown but they won't
Niggas trynna fake it till they make it but I don't
Ain't no way of stopping till I'm all around the globe
Get my momma a new home
Keep em watching like a drone
Please don't hit my phone
Unless shordy want my bone
I be sharing what I own
Ain't no worry bout no loan

Heard she was a hoe guess again I should've thought
She a waste of time I can tell it by my watch
I can see it tic
She makes vids
For the toc
Ima take it then I swap
Finna turn em into rocks
We don't want no trouble we ain't dealing with no cops
Saying you was gang but you know you really not
Till you back seat
They got heat
You get popped
You know what it takes for a nigga to get stopped
And yes I need two of those
She got set of twins but I wonder if she real or both
Wonder if she know it tho
I be on a different flow
Yea I'm Freeman independent
But I'm in her scope
Boomin like a metronome
Louder than a megaphone
Louder than some paper that you rollin or you finna bone
Or maybe another poem
Really you just all alone
You don't know what going on
You just wanna get known
Yea

Heard you all talk they don't really want smoke
She want Louie bags, a Suburban and a coat
Heard niggas trynna take my crown but they won't
Niggas trynna fake it till they make it but I don't
Ain't no way of stopping till I'm all around the globe
Get my momma a new home
Keep em watching like a drone
Please don't hit my phone
Unless shordy want my bone
I be sharing what I own
Ain't no worry bout no loan

They say I'm the one
They say I'm the one
Seen a lot shit finna turn me numb
Do behind my back nigga is you dumb?
Try to tell me right and wrong but you is a bum
I can't fuck with y'all
That's my only law
Young free stay 100 tho I got flaws
Bad thang do her thing slurping like a straw
We could start a play fight Monday Night Raw
Yea they seen me as a saint but I'm never perfect
In a world full of sins when the rules so strict
They gon tell me who I am when the shoes don't fit
But I still won't quit Ima be up in a bit

Heard you all talk they don't really want smoke
She want Louie bags, a Suburban and a coat
Heard niggas trynna take my crown but they won't
Niggas trynna fake it till they make it but I don't
Ain't no way of stopping till I'm all around the globe
Get my momma a new home
Keep em watching like a drone
Please don't hit my phone
Unless shordy want my bone
I be sharing what I own
Ain't no worry bout no loan

Written by:
Daniel Voltaire

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Voltaire II

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