Study long, wrong, nigga Hey, y'all close that front door, ya'll let in this motherfucker that door! My OG up in this right now My man with the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool Hey, hey, check it out tell you what my mama had said, she like
I could spot you a away I could see your insecurities all on your face So predictable your words, I what you gonna say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can come and hang With the homies but level of realness ain't the same Circus acts only attract that entertain Small talk, we that it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every time they mention your
Askin', "where the at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to your stash to impress me all in your head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me "where it's at?" only upsets me You sound like the feds,
You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
And the world don't you and the culture don't accept you But you think all love And the girls gon' you once your parody is done can't protect you if you never had one Jealousy (complex), (complex) (complex), under oath (complex) The one in the room, nigga, that's a complex Let me put it back in context
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
Askin', "where the at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to burn stash to impress me It's all in your head, "where the plug at?" to impress me Askin' "where the juug at?" to me Askin' "where it's at?" only me You like the feds, homie
do you got to offer? Tell me you we off ya, put you deep in the coffin Been to talkin', been aversion to bullshit Instead of the auction, tell me just who your boss is be fugazie, bitches be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, bless them little You can never me You can never me to him, to her, or that to them Or you, the you love to bend In the back, in the bed, on the floor, that's ho On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out, really So loud, rich niggas got low And loud, broke got no money The irony it is so funny And I it all this past year Pass on some we feel
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You gotta try so hard
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so