Produce a catchy and infectious pop-punk anthem with energetic riffs and sing-along choruses.Fake Love Real Hustle The day I lost my mom, life flipped like a script, Had my heart torn apart, fell deep in this trip. Dad left with the weight, now I’m lost in the mist, Siblings gone, like the shadows, they just couldn’t exist. Yeah, I’m out here ballin', but the pain’s like a knife, Fake friends in my circle, man, they ain't livin' life. Smilin’ in my face, but they wishin' me strife, Like the streets of Chicago, man, I’m hustlin’ for life. Bitches wanna kiss, but they playin' a role, Sister try to seduce, but I’m feelin’ the cold. Underdog grindin’, watch me break out the mold, Life’s a game of chess, gotta take what I’m owed. (Chorus) Fake love, real hustle, keep it tight, never fold, In a world full of snakes, gotta watch for the cold. Seize the moment, time’s tickin’, don’t wait to unfold, Keep it real, keep it raw, make my story be told. Hustlin’ hard, man, I’m flexin’ like a king, Got the weight on my back, but I’m ready to swing. Hitler wasn’t right, but I’m fightin’ for my ring, In this life of betrayal, you gotta find your bling. Niggas talkin' big, but they just on the side, Actin’ like they ride, but they ain’t got my pride. I’m the one that’s hustlin’, they can’t break my stride, Through the darkness, I’m a light, like a comet I glide. (Chorus) Fake love, real hustle, keep it tight, never fold, In a world full of snakes, gotta watch for the cold. Seize the moment, time’s tickin’, don’t wait to unfold, Keep it real, keep it raw, make my story be told. Grief’s a heavy burden, but I carry it well, Turn my pain into power, rise up from this hell. Fake friends fall away, like the stories I tell, I'm the echo of the struggle, hear my voice yell. So I’m hustlin’ harder, makin’ waves, takin’ risks, Life dealt me a hand, but I’m slappin’ it brisk. From the bottom, I’m risin’, can’t be lost in the mist, With my fists to the sky, I’m embracing my bliss. (Chorus) Fake love, real hustle, keep it tight, never fold, In a world full of snakes, gotta watch for the cold. Seize the moment, time’s tickin’, don’t wait to unfold, Keep it real, keep it raw, make my story be told. Yeah, I’m out here grindin’, you know how it goes, Through the fire and the pain, watch the real one grow. So fuck fake friends, man, I’m steppin’ on toes, With my heart on my sleeve, let the real one show., Rap,