Fake Love

I don't know why I still
Stick around with you
Ay, girl, you be really trippin'
You feel me? You know
Shouts out to the dudes that be sticking with
Their woman through all the bad and the good
All that

I don't know why I love you like I do
Nobody in the world can get along with you
People stay talking shit
But I'm alarmed at you
You're under oath when it rains, no undercoat
I'm like thunder, and I see your eyes
Bitch, stop lyin', I read your body
You're so
An open book, come back, I don't overlook
Sometimes you're as sweet as nobody
I helped you out with no shoes
I was coming out pocket
Laying low in the hood while I
Was dumb and out rocket
You seem to forget, it was easy to get
'Till you seen that it was easy to split
Now you get emotional don't trip
Didn't take care at first
So why you all on my dick?
Think about it, bitch: hatin' on another day
I'm getting out, and I split, bitch

Yesss! Don't act like you care about me

Now you're the type of girl that'll
Get a man set up
You be fucking him, loving him, lying to us
You gon' hurt that boy's feelings
With that fake shit why you creeping out
Hopping on a rich nigga's dick
When you got a man at
Home that holds shit down?
What now? You want to see
Some new shit? Bitch, you foul
Don't act like - We all, be honest
Look me in the eye you sucked
That boy's dick with no problem
From a whore to a housewife
Housewife to a ho nigga the time come and go
I guess you like giving out
The blues you're satisfied
With that fuck that bitch and peep this
Get your shit together I'm on the streets
Bitch you're loving that
I'm bringing home the bacon
I'm never taking these fake-ass
Hoes I'm player hatin'
I'm calling you up on your
Shit and I'm never forgivin'

What's the word, bitch? It ain't no limit
Fuck these hoes that claimin' that they
Love me but the don't
But they don't bitch you wrong
And you know you're wrong
This for the hoes that love
Me and they really don't
Claiming that they love me but, bitch
You really don't you're wrong