Lyrics Fake It Til I Make It - Mr Jones

I'm a world famous rapper just inside my own mind
No one can do what i can do because I'm one of a kind
Because my flow is like the wind but I remain still unsigned
But yet I'm always moving forward, Never looking behind
I'm gonna Fake it til I make it and that's all I can say
I live my life like Eminem and pretend Jack is like Dre
Imagine popping crystal bottles, popping Aldi rose
And pretend that I'm on tour when I'm just on holiday
In my River Island jeans and my cheap high tops
My fake ass diamonds in my ASOS watch
In my Eazy E shirt that I got from BooHoo
Makes me feel like a rapper, one that's better than you
Posing for photos when I'm shopping with the mums and their sons
That's why you see me dressed like Kanye when I'm in Morrisons
Living life that's lavish in a high roller style
When really I ain't even been out my overdraft in a while

I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Til I've got more fans than just my Dad and my Mum
I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Counting all my pennies and pretend they're millions

In my blacked out Audi when I pull up at the bar,
Yeah but little did you know It's just a company car
Not letting all the real gangsters having all of the fun
That's why I'm doing drive-by's with a kids Nerf gun
I'm gonna fake it til I make it and that's all I can sing
That's why I go to Cheetham Hill just when I wanna get bling
Living life like I'm famous and I'm winning the race
But I ain't no Turtle cos I'm Vincent Chase
In my Matalan coat, and my Tesco shirt
I get my mum to sew the sequins, Make the girls go bezerk
It's gonna really come in handy when my records on the shelf
Answering doors to the postman like an episode of Cribs
And giving stupids names out to all of my kids
But don't try to judge me, I'm just chasing my dreams
And I'm making fake profiles just to bump up my streams.

I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Til I've got more fans than just my Dad and my Mum
I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Counting all my pennies and pretend they're millions

I'm gonna fake it til I make it, turn the music up and shake it
Til I've got so much cash I'll need a gardener to rake it
You'll see me on your screen so much, you'll wanna break it
Til I've got a blue tick, when I open the Gram
Instead of seeking verification when I go to my Nans
I ain't stopping at the clouds because I wanna go far
So when you look up in the sky, you'll see my face
I'm a star!

I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Til I've got more fans than just my Dad and my Mum
I'm gonna Fake it, til I make it
That's why I'm pretending that I'm number one
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Counting all my pennies and pretend they're millions

Fake it til I make it
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
I'm gonna fake it, til I make it
Counting all my pennies and pretend they're millions