Fake love burns, and fake friends fade when the spotlight dims. Sick of love? That’s just your heart craving truth over lies. Let the hurt fuel you… real love and loyal souls are out there. Rise above the fakes; your story’s just beginning. Love me or you hate I don’t care So long as the money dey my bag Six figures Cheque On a daily Who be the next man i go fear Bad man sing for me KDee sing for me Here here o KDee Vibez here here o Love sick love sick Man I’m done with the love still Burn trees Burn trees Smoking ganja with them OGs Me i no want wahala Me i no want palava Me i no want wahala That’s why me come through with the fire Love sick love sick Man I’m done with the love still Burn trees Burn trees Smoking ganja with them OGs Me i no want wahala Me i no want palava Me i no want wahala That’s why me come through with the fire Diallo diallo I say when i find through It’s a vibe my gee 6 in the morning When i wake up i dey burn trees Console myself Cos this their love it’s not for me Energy fake, but the vibe I protect Dem dey call am love, but na cheat and neglect I go marry my loud, na my one true connect Cos the smoke never lie,