Fake Gucci

[Intro] Statik Selektah Huh, you're welcome Gimme life (Gimme life) Fresh off a flight, uh [Verse 1] Opportunity comin' trilingual When you been yourself for this many decades they try to be you One hit of the blunt and besties start becoming see-through I believed in self so much they made me feel it was illegal, ego, evil? Nah, lost and found my people now Dodgeball at the graveyard, I been duckin' all these demons now Nightshift at the Sunoco, I'm pumping all this diesel out Pumpin' links in bios 'til they link me to my kingdom, freedom, threesome I'm like 95 in pounds from pumpin' wait out (wait out) patience Make me famous for the cadence, give hiatus to the haters On a tour, hit Middle East, then I cruise around in Cambridge Palm trees growing out your mouth, bro, all your talk been feeling shady Still wear the gold chain with the small cross that my daddy gave me Still know some ill rappers probably way better than me that won't never make it Still need presi's for my whole fam for the chances taken Gettin' every wrist so inaugurated I need thrice my thank amount, bank account and my name announced So exaggerated, like [Chorus] None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know me, yeah None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know me, no None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know, oh, no None of ya'll know me, none of y'all know me, ayy [Post-Chorus] Fake Gucci, that's that shit I don't like Fake groupies that's that shit I don't like, don't like Fake talent, claiming that they're better cause they don't write Never been a never, it's however, ever, ever, ever Radamiz is my favorite (Ayy), that's right Fake, fake Gucci (It's about time I enjoy my life) Fake Gucci (It's about time I enjoy it, know what I mean?) They don't like [Verse 2] Quick handshake man, you play like, no, you lose like a good sport "Higher Goals", dunk like David Hammons for the two-pointer Probably go drop a double-disc then buy a two-story Share the throne, legends out here ignoring the new voices, that's a don't Let me couch and crowd surf then we'll do Florence He text "What you doing?" every hour, damn, your dude boring Usually the ones who talkin' shit ain't lose a tooth for it I might fly FifthGod to hit D.R. to shoot the mothafuckin' Roots for me, dirt under my fingernails Portland trip for business, hit a strip club sippin' Zinfadel I just got a feature from my favorite rapper in the world I was solo on that joint, solo dolo on that joint Fuck the role play, go finally roll a joint Let me go and chill for once You the greatest in the world until I listen to my gut Only took you five minutes to make that? Yeah, but still it sucks Baby pick them titties up, yeah that shit gon' lift me up Go represent [Chorus 2] None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know me, yeah None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know me, no None of ya'll know me, none of y'all, none of y'all know, oh, no None of ya'll know me, none of y'all know me, ayy (Ayy) [Outro] Spend some thousands on your dreams and I don't mean once Spend some thousands on your dreams and I don't mean once Like no, uh, a couple times, couple times (That's right) None of y'all know me, some of y'all don't even know my name