Music Video

Lil Zay Osama - Fake Love (Official Visualizer)
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Zay Osama
Lil Zay Osama
Vocals
Jeremiah Buckley
Jeremiah Buckley
All Instruments
Young Yanabu
Young Yanabu
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Dukes
Isaiah Dukes
Songwriter
Jeremiah Buckley
Jeremiah Buckley
Songwriter
Rory Yanabu
Rory Yanabu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremiah Buckley
Jeremiah Buckley
Producer
Young Yanabu
Young Yanabu
Producer
Nick Rice
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up, mm, mm Fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up, uh Uh, uh, fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up We gon' argue again, what's the point of when me make up? You break my things, that shit so lame 'cause you don't pay for it You gon' find somebody like me, yeah, I'm waitin' for it Uh, you say you gon' leave, what you waitin' for? Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it You think I want bitches, I've been grindin' like a skateboard You too loud, I'ma get complaints from all my neighbors Goin' through my phone, now we fightin' I know we both tired, baby, this the same cycle Baby, I've been tryin', but it been circles like a cypher Baby, I've been quiet, but now it's time 'cause I don't like it, hmm Tired of goin' through your phone You get mad, post quotes on Instagram, but won't tell me what's wrong You delete my pictures off your page Even though I'm right, I'm playin' wrong, so you can get your way, hmm Uh, fuckin' with my opps, then come back to me, that shit dangerous Call the police on me, I was at your crib, I had my banger You ain't come to get me 'cause you was mad and I was danglin' Hoes treat me like God, you act like this and you my main bitch Uh, this my last ride I can't play about myself, hey, baby, this your last time, uh Fuck all of that fake love, this shit make me hate love Love'll have you blind, I never though that I'd wake up Uh, uh, fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up We gon' argue again, what's the point of when me make up? You break my things, that shit so lame 'cause you don't pay for it You gon' find somebody like me, yeah, I'm waitin' for it Uh, you say you gon' leave, what you waitin' for? Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it You think I want bitches, I've been grindin' like a skateboard You too loud, I'ma get complaints from all my neighbors
Writer(s): Rory Yanabu, Jeremiah Buckley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out