Fake It Til You Make It

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Keep your head up
Look
[Verse 1]
They wanna see you fold, see you fall flat
Smile on your face, knife in your back
So you bite down, bleed on the inside
Eyes like stone when you walk by (yeah)
Bills on the table, pride in the gutter
Still act rich when you count that supper
Talk big dreams in a thrift store fit
Heart feel broke but you won’t say quit
[Chorus]
When it get too hard, don’t show ’em your weakness (nah)
Fake it til you make it, that’s how you beat this (yeah)
Walk like you got it, even when you feel broke
Laugh like you winning, even when you choke
When it get too hard, don’t show ’em your weakness
Fake it til you make it, turn pain into secrets
Pray that your grind gon’ turn to your grace
(Keep a straight face, keep a straight face)
[Verse 2]
Mama said, “Boy, don’t beg for respect”
So I tuck every tear, turn ’em into a check
Tell ’em “I’m good” with a lump in my throat
Stomach on E but the talk still bold
Scroll through the wins, you ain’t got none
Still hype your name like you already won
Practice that smile in the cracked house mirror
Tell your own story ’til the lies sound clearer (yeah)
[Chorus]
When it get too hard, don’t show ’em your weakness (hold on)
Fake it til you make it, that’s how you beat this
Walk like you got it, even when you feel broke
Laugh like you winning, even when you choke
When it get too hard, don’t show ’em your weakness (stand tall)
Fake it til you make it, turn pain into secrets
Pray that your grind gon’ turn to your grace
(Keep a straight face, keep a straight face)

rap, Gritty East Coast trap-leaning beat around 148 BPM, male vocals with a cold, focused delivery. Minimal dark piano motif and airy pad on the hook, tight punchy drums and deep bass under verses. First verse stays close and dry, hook widens with subtle doubles and low harmonies; second hook adds ad-libs and extra hype. Leave space for breath between lines so every bar lands heavy., fake