

Intro
(Yuh)
Underground, baby
(Ay, ay)
No fakes allowed
(Yuh)
Chorus
No love for the fakes, get 'em up out my space (my space)
Came up from the bottom, now I'm settin' the pace (the pace)
Leeches on my name tryna eat off my plate (my plate)
Cut 'em off quick, I don't carry dead weight (dead weight)
No love for the fakes (nope), no love for the snakes (nope)
Smile up in my face but I know what's at stake (at stake)
Real ones with me, we been down since the start (the start)
The rest of 'em scrubs, get 'em out of my heart
Verse 1
Came from the bottom where the rent was a fight
Mama workin' doubles, cold dinners at night
Slept on the floor with my dreams way too big
Now I'm eatin' good, used to scrape for a gig
Every snake in the grass wanna slither my way
Grin up in my face but they switch in a day
Keep my circle small like a wedding-band tight
Trust nobody, that's the code I live by, alright
Chorus
No love for the fakes, get 'em up out my space (my space)
Came up from the bottom, now I'm settin' the pace (the pace)
Leeches on my name tryna eat off my plate (my plate)
Cut 'em off quick, I don't carry dead weight (dead weight)
No love for the fakes (nope), no love for the snakes (nope)
Smile up in my face but I know what's at stake (at stake)
Real ones with me, we been down since the start (the start)
The rest of 'em scrubs, get 'em out of my heart
Verse 2
Grindin' in the dark till the sun start to rise
Turned my pain to a check, watch the doubt in they eyes
Used to count the cracks in the ceiling at night
Now I'm countin' up the bands underneath the spotlight
They ain't show up when a brother was broke
Now they slidin' in the DMs, that's a joke
I remember every face that ain't reach me a hand
So I built it on my own, now I'm takin' my stand
Bridge
(Ay)
Came too far to fold, I been carved out of stone
Took the long way up and I did it on my own
(Yuh)
So keep the same energy you had from the jump
'Cause I don't forget a thing, and I'm done with the runts
Chorus
No love for the fakes, get 'em up out my space (my space)
Came up from the bottom, now I'm settin' the pace (the pace)
Real ones with me, we been down since the start (the start)
The rest of 'em scrubs, get 'em out of my heart
Outro
(Yuh)
No love for the fakes... underground forever
(Ay, ay)
Built it on my own... whatever the weather
Trap · Dark · 146 BPM · 2:35 — dark underground trap, raw and aggressive, raspy gritty male rap vocal, heavy distorted bass, hard intricate trap drums, haunting atmosphere
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