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Fake-fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you
Fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you
Fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you
Fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you
Really gonna make me
Expose you for exactly what you are
You are
And I'm feelin' a little wavy
So right now I don't mind believin'
You're caught, yeah
(Fake-fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real
You
Fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you)
And as hard as you try to hide reality
Why? We know the truth
So act brand new if you want to
But what would you be without me?
What would you be without me?
So what, you're blowin' up just a little
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me?
So what, you're blowin' up just a little
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will not be
Oh na, na, oh na (No)
Oh na, na, oh na (No)
Oh na, na, oh na (No)
Oh na, na, oh na (No)
Tell me that you make big moves
But tell 'em what you really do
Do you really wanna play this game?
(Fake-fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will
Kill you, boy, I know the real you)
Game, game, game, game, game, game, game, 'cause
(Fake-fake-fake-fake
Shit will kill you, boy, I know the real you)
You should tell 'em what you really like
Tell 'em you ain't for that life
I put you on, I let you shine
Now you so fly, shit blows my mind, oh
And as hard as you try to hide reality
Why? We know the truth
So act brand new if you want to
But what would you be without me?
What would you be without me?
So what, you're blowin' up just a little
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me?
So what, you're blowin' up just a little
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will not be
Boy, you think I'm stupid?
What, you think I'm clueless?
You keep chasin' them girls
Boy, you get the deuces
I'm sick of your excuses
Without me, how can you do it?
Too bad about myself
Nigga, you're just useless
Dude, I don't need your sex (Your sex)
I'm movin' to the next (The next)
You frontin', man, you stuntin', man
You're worse than my ex
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, you think that shit funny?
We know the truth, boy, keep it one hundred
And as hard as you try to hide reality
Why? We know the truth (The truth)
So act brand new if you want to
But what would you be without me?
What would you be without me? (What would you be?)
So what, you're blowin' up just a little
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me? (Where would you be?)
So what, you're blowin' up just a little (So what?)
They knowin' you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you will not be



Writer(s): Melissa A. Elliott, Harmony David Samuels, Fantasia Monique Barrino, Kyle Norman Stewart Ii, Al Sherrod Lambert Copyright: Jogloe Music Publishing, Songs Of Universal Inc., Aristocratic Destiny Music, Seeker From The Speaker, Mass Confusion Productions



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