Dee Wayne - Fake Promises (feat. Muje Spark)

Wave, hey,ok
Yes y'all ladies and gentlemen it's D double E Wayne up in this motherfresssshhh
Afar bro na me and you Dey gather hustle
We go gather ball,we go flex, we go fly our mums to
Yankee,Saudi Arabia since your pa na Muslim
Our pocket value go Dey grow together monthly
We go share smoke,Colorado and Canada
By the way,you still get that sure Legit Japan Aza
Active,my mama Dey chest any amount
Ok fresh since na your woman even get the account
Our matter sure unlike first wetin them first talk
Next day,money drop, first payment we share block
We like brothers it was just different parent same block
Mama block but no p,Shey first payment she vex block
Then next drop,no share loss,the whole 80 percent, bros
I give you till evening,you nur go like see me Dey vex cus
Last last if them ask wetin yo first talk
Can never be how my first work you gbab 80 percent bros
Nur reason your red beret,he don tay when me I join cult
No reason your fake Benz,fear we wet still Dey tear bus
My head burst,wait na u talk wetin I hear blood
I fear cus,the two days ago smile when we Dey share block
Was dead gone fake promises
We are not electric
We are just humans humans
We only humans
Yo
Twinkle little stars
How I wish those promises they made you who you are
Trust you with my life and then they show me who they are
Like a diamonds in the sky
My demons in my eyes
I got it off supply
Just shock them like electric
Steady asking questions but you always up to nothing
Making compromises
I can reap myself apart and seal it up with buttons
They tried to hold me back but all that shiiii can't work
Thought it was you and I against human kind
Truths in my heart legacies in mind
I'm through walai don't confuse this line
I can make it here without you my guy
Yo boy
Hey girl,been calling you not picking
I just saw Mandy and your hubby if your man's missing
Frank is such a bastard he's still underground pimping
Stop ,your wife's calling she is still on my man tripping
End the call,Richy I'm still just a wife stupid
Now she crying,Franky, you know the vibe bitches
Your girl hubby bigger than all of your vibrashhhhh
Girl you better pull she's all on your man kissing
Richard,so you with my man Beatrice
Wait,I can explain,Is that part of your plan Richie
At least not all your friends,and that's none of my damn business
Did I befriend a bitch and then snitch on a whore bitching
Beatrice,you really could be on my man dick and
Shut the hell up do I look like I'm done speaking
I hate friends,I'm never gonna trust and
Since it's confession time,I'm pregnant for your husband
Fake promises

Written by:
Muje Williams, Destiny Onwumah

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