Too Fake

[Verse 1: Big Sean] They say I’m too fake Fuck it, I’m paid I can’t even find an empty spot inside my safe I got Carties on my eyes, Louis on my case Lobster, shrimp, and calamari 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 [Verse 2: Big Sean] (Pssh) "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 them, "Suck my dick then choke on a nut" 'Cause when they see me it’s "Oh, it's Big, what's up?" Man for the team, man, fam, or regime Might knock down any door, open it up Got on and now you startin’ actin’ different, huh? No, really, I wasn’t fuckin’ with you from the beginnin’, bruh (Oh) Here we are, here we go, my circle tighter than a Cheerio (Oh) People want a handle like silver spoons People want a handout 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] 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 (Uh, I got too much soul for you) I don’t like it but it’s true [Verse 3: 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 A year ago, a nigga wasn't gettin' 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, calls 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 next 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 But I'm real [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 (Uh, I got too much soul for you) I don’t like it but it’s true