Swear it isn’t real
I like the way it looks, but I hate the way it feels, oh
I know what it is, uh
I’ve seen this before, got caught for a million
I know that I’m nervous
‘Cause there really ain’t a thing natural about it
Water into wine, please
She seem like a miracle, I know that’s impossible
You don’t wanna love, maybe not
Baby, you gon’ give me everything you got, damn right
Say you love me, ooh
Why you in my bed turning over like the graves of the ones before you, ‘fore ya?
I keep looking for love (Love)
Can’t find it in a party, in a whole room full of bodies (Oh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Oh)
Counterfeit designing
I’m not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes, I’m not)
Alright
This is some old movie shit
Everything fake like a movie script
Everything I got public, so
You already know how the groupies get
Pulled up in the fakest city with the Lambo’ sittin’ and my Rambo with me
Plus I got a bitch so bad, with a rep so cold, big ass, big titties
Stuck in a fairy tale lifestyle
Snow White rollin’ with gold diggers
Nigga say, “How much for that one?”
Shit, I ain’t even know she was a ho, nigga
I meet these hoes every day
Try to turn love like every way
Hundred dollars bills run the color of red
So I’m countin’ my dough in a private place, yikes
You don’t wanna love, maybe not
Baby, you gon’ give me everything you got, damn right
Say you love me, ooh
Why you in my bed turning over like the graves of the ones before you, ‘fore ya?
I keep looking for love (Love)
I can’t find it in a party (Ooh), in a whole room full of bodies (Oh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Yeah)
Counterfeit designing (Yeah)
I’m not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes, I’m not)
Uh, hold up, wait
Shoulda been on time but you showed up late
Had a little feelin’ but it’s gone away
Gave you a piece, you want a whole damn plate
Wanna play, wanna ball
Wanna have your cake and eat it all
Now I gotta new one outta state
So them ratchets gonna hate
But they hated Jesus, man
Runnin’ around sayin’ you don’t need a man
You know you gon’ miss them private flights
Everything high with Young Khalifa, man
Everything paid for
It’s taken its course, so much back and then forth
That’s a everyday thing though, woo
So I’m skatin’
Headin’ straight for your replacement
‘Cause your story, I couldn’t take it
It had holes in it like Jason
But I stuck around and stayed patient
Mama called me up basin’
Father called me up pacin’
All your friends were all basic
Now I see right through you, woulda thought a nigga had LASIK
Extra cash, spent that so my car look like a spaceship
Wanna leave me, that’s cool, I was thinkin’ ’bout leavin’ you
Walked out the door like poof, made it look like the thing to do
I keep looking for love (Hahaha, love)
Can’t find it in a party (Oh), in a whole room full of bodies (Uh)
I keep looking for love (Love)
Dying over diamonds (Yeah)
Counterfeit designing (Yeah)
I’m not feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin’ with these counterfeit bitches)
Feeling these counterfeit hoes, hoes
(I’m not fuckin’ with these counterfeit hoes, I’m not)
Unmasking the Illusion of Love in “Counterfeit”
Chris Brown’s “Counterfeit” is a raw exploration of the blurred lines between real affection and superficial attraction in the modern world. Through vivid metaphors and candid storytelling, Brown exposes the emptiness of relationships built on appearances, status, and materialism. The song’s recurring theme of searching for authentic love amidst a world of “counterfeit”—from designer goods to disingenuous partners—paints a picture of disillusionment in the face of fame and excess.
Searching for Authenticity
In each verse, Brown expresses frustration with fleeting connections and inauthentic experiences. The lyrics detail the struggle of finding true intimacy while surrounded by pretenders and opportunists, drawing a clear contrast between what looks appealing and what feels genuine. The refrain, with its repetition of “I keep looking for love,” underscores a persistent yearning for something real in a world full of fakes.
Song Credits
Artist: Chris Brown
Songwriters: Chris Brown, Wiz Khalifa
Release Year: 2024
Label: RCA Records