2 Many Fakes

Why so many fake?
Why so many switch?
I can't live my life if I keep hangin' around a snitch
I'm just tryna stack the bread so one day I'll be rich
Now I get my bread up on my own, or with my bitch

It's either real or is it fake, but it's hard to find out which
And I can't beef, with no bum, who can't even bass they pitch
This life must be a game, I need to get rid of that glitch
I'm tryna run up me some money so I'm not you all in that ditch

Why so many fake?
Why so many switch?
I can't live my life if I keep hangin' around a snitch
I'm just tryna stack the bread so one day I'll be rich
Now I get my bread up on my own, or with my bitch

It's either real or is it fake, but it's hard to find out which
And I can't beef, with no bum, who can't even bass they pitch
this life must be a game, I need to get rid of that glitch
I'm tryna run up me some money so I'm not you all in that ditch

See I don't get it, and I don't get how y'all do it
Tryna play me like I'm dumb but I already knew it
It could be us up on the top but you blew it
I did it once and I'm not goin' right back through it

Like, why all these niggas fake?
Come show me somethin' real
It get boring by myself but that's just how I feel
And it takes skill to heal,
But it don't to kill
Like just be real,
Tell me is it for the thrill

Like what up gang, let's get money, let's go to the hills
I'm tryna chill but my thoughts they got me hurtin' still
Let's cook up in the lab while we on the grill
And I keep tryin' and tryin' but I keep gettin' ill