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Chiddy Bang - Too Fake Lyrics

[Big Sean]
I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high i won't, remember it
And i wish that this could last forever
But maybe one night is even better
Real nigga mayne
All the people plotted with

Is the same ones i'm dividin' the profits with
Now i'm in the building like two planes bitch
Kickin' it with my shirt off, on some liu kang shit
Sleep with the sun up like i grew fangs bitch
I come alive in the night, on some bruce wayne shit
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
Fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance
And they wearin' high heels, trip so we're high heels
Tipsy and high, rollin' zips, gettin' high man errthang' high

High, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
It's time to go, go

[verse 2]
I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high i won't, remember it
Cause' the penthouse 90 floors up
Make love andthen join the mile high club
Yeah i'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene
I just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams
I'm in a new crib, so big, i'm talkin' town size

Sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size
Yeah i gotta big head ho, i think it's crown size
Bitch i do it big, and i never plan to down size
People who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads
Saw me on the web like i had a extra six legs
Lookin' at my highlights
With a bitch with highlights
Crowd wavin' at me, all tryna' say hi right
Everything high

High, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
It's time to go, go

[wiz khalifa]
If you roll one up, i'mma roll one too
Oh you sayin' you don't smoke ?
Well that's all that we do
You be up in the club
I be up in the clouds
Ohhh, don't gotta ask me if i burn enough cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the o, even my fans smoke it
Cause' they throw it at my shows

Hidin' it when i travel in case the police gotta know
Rollin' it up in traffic
Make you smoke out of a bong, put you on different hashes
My chick is the baddest, my spliff is the fattest
I'm livin' so lavish
Gotta patch a lil kid tryna' get at this cabbage
My pinky ring a v8, i filled it with carrots
I'm popeye with spinach, till' the day i die i'm gettin' high

High, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
Errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
It's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
It's time to go, go

I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high i won't

[chiddy bang]
I'm fly, my . . . On priceline
Truthfully i want this shit to last a lifetime
Simply amazing, we blazin' while we just right rhymes
Cold flow, ice time, breakin' down bright pines
Enough with all the beefin' i'm over it
Outta town kush, but they smokin' that local shit
[big sean]
They say i'm too fake, fuck it i'm paid
I can't even find it, empty spot inside my safe
I got carnies on my eyes, louis on my case
Lobster, shrimp, and calimari right here chilling on my plate
They tell me i'm on time, even when i'm late
Even if it's a lie they say everything is great
I'm grabbin' the fattest asses, just to see 'em shake
I swear i'm too real to be, i'm too real to be livin' so fake

[chorus]
Look out!
Cause i'm just too fake for the world
I know it's just a game to me
I'm just too fake you see
I wish i didn't have to be but watch out
I got too much soul for the world
It's breaking my heart in two
I got too much soul for you
I don't like it but it's true

[big sean]
Yeah i know sean, i swear that nigga ain't shit
Known him for forever and he ain't on the same shit
It breaks my heart when all the kids be yelling "you the mayne, big"
He ain't no hometown hero, he on that lebron james shit
Man i tell him suck my dick then choke on a nut
Cause when they see me it's oh big was on
Man for the team, man, fam, or regime
Might knock down any door, open it up
Got old and now you startin' actin' different huh?
No really i wasn't fuckin' with you from the beginnin' bruh
Here we are, here we go, my circle tighter than a cheerio
People want a handle like silver spoons
People want a handle like here you go
Man, the realest nigga i know is inside the mirror bro
And these fools be trippin' like a suitcase, a shoelace
They too fake, and i'm too real, yeah, boy

[chorus]

Uh, i got too much soul for you, yeah

[chiddy]
Fake it til you make it
What happens when you do?
Friends turn to strangers, so i'm a stranger, too
They want this or that
Boy gotta hustle like a flip or pack
Yeah go a nigga like get a scratch
When i hit the booth i came up with a sick attack
Oh yes, feelin' so strong we about to take the game like conquest
Wish we fail, but they check pre-sales, and a hater gets proven wrong, yes
They just bantering, cause i'm not answering
Married to the music so i never give a hand a ring
But chiddy jigga with these girls we be on the necks
And they get mad cause we really don't respond to text
Yeah, they say i, may be just on the shady side
Maybe i, grow so much and i smoke so much got a lazy eye
Yeah i'm too gone, this the new shit to get loose on
The boy chiddy and sean on a new song
If you ain't with it, tell me what the fuck you on
I said i in heads, made it off of big chance
Yeah and still the game can make you fake like implant
I quit

[chorus]