Fake Love – Song and Lyrics by 50 Cent

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Fake Love’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

My life..
My life..
My life..
My life..

Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..

Fake love’s when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love
Fake love’s when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love
Fake love’s when your friend f*ck your bitch
Don’t think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Don’t show no love, don’t pretend

50 got Yayo gettin’ all this cash
Now all these Yes men wanna kiss my ass
But back in the street you ain’t help me re-up
Locked up, I had court dates, you never showed up
What the f*ck, tell me what you grinnin’ at nigga
If I get killed, my stash, you spendin’ that nigga
Some people want nutin’ outta life
And some people want it all, let’s ball
I see the jealousy and envy when you see me shoppin’
Saphire watch, got your jaw droppin’
When I move that 8th, you were 7 gram coppin’
You ain’t happy for me, you hope that the Feds watchin’
I ain’t stoppin, homie I’m number one
Why you schemin’ on me, I’m plain and dumb
So when it comes to the point, that you ready to flip
I’ma pull out first, and let off my clip, take That!

Fake love’s when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love
Fake love’s when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love
Fake love’s when your friend f*ck your bitch
Don’t think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Don’t show no love, don’t pretend

Now your man ain’t your man if he extortin’ you nigga
And your man ain’t your man if he shortenin’ you nigga
Listen money talks, and bullshit run marathons
When your money’s gone, that’s when them hoes gon’
Fake love is when a nigga sets you up
How he knew about your chain when your ching was tucked
You know the type that rats you out, sell you out
Get locked, your man ain’t gon’ bail you out
You got a brand new whip, your shit is lovely
Yeah it’s aight, but its rims is ugly
Fake friends, show fake love
You know the type of nigga that’ll leave you in the club
Fake love

Fake love’s when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love
Fake love’s when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love
Fake love’s when your friend f*ck your bitch
Don’t think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Don’t show no love, don’t pretend