Текст Bmike – No Fakes

(When it rains it pours in the stormy weather
May the fake come and go and the real last forever)

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah
They be hissin’ in my face, woah
No fakes, no fakes, no

Python, python — you a snake but you can’t get a grip
Bygones bygones — let it be, the black Beatles in this bitch
How the fuck you wanna make amends?
Your whole squad a bunch of fake pretends
Pullin’ up in a Mercedes Benz I’m yellin’ fuck y’all I hope you take offense
Yeah you a familiar face, you a familiar snake
You a familiar alien and imma go predator on all of you fakes
Who you gon’ next imitate? Who you gon’ next immigrate?
Who you gon’ fake flex with that fake Rolex and that fake necklace, why you even got a safe?
Yeah! Bmike got the juice and the sauce like uhh
And I got the crew I’m the boss like yuhh
You really gotta think about your whole fuckin’ life if you plan to double cross me
Mm…yeah big no no
Put my name in ya song and you still won’t blow
If you wanna rap, think you better back track, motherfuckers wanna rap but they’ fans don’t show (yeah)
Most guys play that role (yeah yeah)
Most guys just ain’t got dough (yeah yeah)
Most guys got that ‘imma be the mafuckin’ nice guy act but they’ fake as fuck behind closed door
Oh why?
I can see the snakes in the grass, oh my

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah
They be hissin’ in my face, woah
No fakes, no fakes, no

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah
They be hissin’ in my face, woah
No fakes, no fakes, no

No fakes no fakes, they get replaced
No time to lose, no time to waste
No time for play, no time for games
I’m in my groove, I’m in my lane
Today, ohh, I’m ’bout my pesos
Move when I say so
Fuck on yo’ bitch, woah oh woah
They gon’ see, pussy ass niggas stop playin’ with me
Get my own lane in the vacancy
Ya boy gon’ thought I was made to be be be
The best, uhh, they gon stop playin with me
Kill every beat you see, I got that gasoline
I got that smoothest flow
I got that gasoline
I am a real nigga, you niggas can’t compete
So stay in your lane, me and you niggas ain’t one in the same
If you get mad I’m the one to blame
Dax, now I’m bringing the pain

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah
They be hissin’ in my face, woah
No fakes, no fakes, no

I think I just cut the grass, woah
‘Cause all I see are snakes, woah
They be hissin’ in my face, woah
No fakes, no fakes, no