Tink - Fake Love

These days, you can't even trust who you're fuckin'These days, niggas wanna hurt you for nothin'These days, I don't even care for a titleThese days, you're just gettin' fucked then recycled(Never be the girl you can front on)(Tired of sittin' here, writin' love songs)HitmakaLeave me out the games this yearDon't wanna entertain no one, I'm so, so done with itI ain't got no reason to cry (cry)Standin' on my word this timeCan't even afford to reply back'Cause you don't recognize where you lack atRunnin' through the streets, chasin' every bad bitch (bitch)Speakin' on me like we never had shit (shit)Cut that nigga off, now it's no attachments (yeah)I'll never be the girl you can front onTired of sittin' here, writin' love songs'Cause you played me as if you wouldn't miss thisNow you here, dealin' with them consequences, yeahFake love at an all-time highSo, I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)As long as I got myselfI don't need nothin' from a soul (ooh)Fake love at an all-time highSo, I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)As long as I got myselfBuy me nice things just to take 'em back when you're madPick and choose when you wanna be a real manDipped on me, contradicted everything you claim to beHeavy on the mood swingsSpeak on how you cuff me to use meHow can I befriend you? Niggas out here playin' with my mentalThese days, you can't even trust who you're fuckin'These days, niggas wanna hurt you for nothin'These days, I don't even care for a titleThese days, you're just gettin' fucked then recycledAnd it ain't 'bout what you do, it's the principle (oh, oh, oh, oh)When it come to me, be carefulI ain't got it in me to spare you, noFake love at an all-time highSo, I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)As long as I got myselfI don't need nothin' from a soul (I don't need nothin' from a soul)Fake love at an all-time highSo, I don't mind bein' alone (I don't mind bein' alone)As long as I got myself, oh-oh-ohAll these rumors in the streets (I don't need it)All this anxiety (I don't need it)Bad energy (I don't need it)(Ooh, yeah, mm)All that other shit you're on (I don't need it)Yellin' at me through this phone (I don't need it)All that attitude in your voiceDoin' me like I'm a second choice (I don't need it)(I don't need it)I don't need it (ooh)I don't need it (ooh)(Never be the girl you can front on)(Tired of sittin' here, writin' love songs)