Fake Fans

Fake Fans

Tom MacDonald

Please don’t make a song on race
Please don’t make a song on guns
Please don’t rap ‘bout girls and chains
Please don’t rap ‘bout doin’ drugs

Please don’t sell out, please don’t fail us
Please don’t kill yourself and blame us
Please don’t blow up, please get better
Please stay underground forever

Please don’t let the money change you
Please be good with what you’ve made
Please remain who you were when we found you half way in your grave
Are you depressed again? Write about it, please explain
‘Cause when you feel like dyin’, that shit just helps me through my day

Look I ain’t changin’ for a buck, I ain’t changin’ for a fan
I ain’t changin’ nothin’ up this is who the fuck I am
If you fuck with me I’ll hope that y’all enjoy it
Beware of all the fake fans tryin’ to destroy it, yeah

I ain’t switchin’ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin’ me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama (yeah)
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss (woo)
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa (yeah)
You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

Please stop using auto-tune ‘cause you sound great, I love your voice
Please don’t drink to kill the pain, you sobered up and made that choice
Please don’t stop responding to my comments if you took it wrong
Please don’t ever come down off that pedestal I put you on

Please don’t contradict yourself and make songs with those famous rappers
Please just barely pay your rent, I’ll buy your t-shirt, autograph it
Please don’t ever change your style, or cut your hair, or switch your side
Do that and I’ll leave you, please just stay the same until you die

Look I ain’t changin’ for a buck, I ain’t changin’ for a fan
I ain’t changin’ nothin’ up, this is who the fuck I am
If you fuck with me I’ll hope that y’all enjoy it
Beware of all the fake fans tryin’ to destroy it, yeah

I ain’t switchin’ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin’ me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama (yeah)
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss (woo)
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa (yeah)
You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

If y’all are triggered bro whatcha listen for
I don’t get it bro act invincible
Y’all are bitches though
I ain’t switchin’ bro, nothin’s different no
If you can’t stand the heat then get the fuck up out that kitchen bro

I ain’t switchin’ it up, I am the man that I was
Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love
Never once gave a fuck, been doin’ me from the jump
And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss
You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa, yeah
You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

If y’all are triggered bro whatcha listen for
I don’t get it bro act invincible
Y’all are bitches though
I ain’t switchin’ bro, nothin’s different no
If you can’t stand the heat then get the fuck up out that kitchen bro

Fake Fans

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