PUMP FAKEE Songtext
von Kub

Yeah, uh, uh
Never been one to pump fake
I′ma keep going to that old age
Teach niggas like a sensei

Ain't no disrespect, watch what you say
Gravesite where that boy lay
I′m a cool guy, but I don't play
Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't gotta talk, we gon′ leave it right here
If we talking about money, I throw in the air
They give me looks, they can′t help but just stare
Used to hate who I was when I looked in the mirror

Took a deep breath, now I'm seeing it clear
Took my hands out the wheel, I don′t know how to steer

Yeah, are you here for me, yeah
Are you staying with me, yeah


I got nothing to fear, yeah
Telling God take the wheel, yeah
Yeah, are you here for me, yeah
Are you staying with me, yeah

Gotta pick yourself up, yeah
Want it or all not enough, yeah

Ayy, silent moves like a mime
Ayy, run it up, make it mine

I'm gon′ be here for a long time
Terry, Batman beyond
Keep that stick, lil magic wand
She wanna fight, but I ain't gon′ respond
Brodie don't sell, no coupon, huh

Nigga get cut we sa-u- te
He want smoke, we don't evade
Back as a kid, it was ew, no way
Now I get a text and they say, which day
Five or six car, down in the driveway
I done touched a lot of money, tray cool, green day
Seeing what I′m doing, matter when I partake

Lil bro, done told the story, but it′s so cliche


Yeah, where the gang at
Bitch, we don't lose
I done lost bro, do it for you
It′s a new day, finna make a move
Wanna come back? Well, I refuse

Yeah, are you here for me, yeah
Are you staying with me, yeah
I got nothing to fear, yeah
Telling God take the wheel, yeah
Yeah, are you here for me, yeah
Are you staying with me, yeah
Gotta pick yourself up, yeah
Want it or all not enough, yeah

Yeah
(Yeah)
Ew
(Blehhhh)
Uh

Never been one to pump fake
I'ma keep going to that old age
Teach niggas like a sensei

Ain′t no disrespect, watch what you say
Gravesite where that boy lay
I'm a cool guy, but I don′t play
Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't gotta talk, we gon' leave it right here
If we talking about money, I throw in the air
They give me looks, they can′t help but just stare
Used to hate who I was when I looked in the mirror

Took a deep breath, now I′m seeing it clear
Took my hands out the wheel, I don't know how to steer