Study long, wrong, nigga Hey, y'all close that front door, let flies in this motherfucker that door! My OG up in this motherfucker now My man with the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool Hey, hey, babe it out Imma tell you what my had said, she like
I could you a mile away I could see your written all on your face So predictable words, I know what you gonna say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can just come and With the homies but your level of realness ain't the Circus acts only attract those that Small talk, we know it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every they mention your name
Askin', "where the at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to your stash to impress me It's all in head, homie "where the plug at?" to impress me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where it's at?" only me You like the feds, homie
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
And the world don't respect you and the culture don't you But you think it's all And the girls neglect 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 proper
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta try so hard
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You gotta 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 your stash to me It's all in your head, Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where the juug at?" to me Askin' "where it's at?" only me You like the feds, homie
What do you got to Tell me you we off ya, put you deep in the coffin Been allergic to talkin', aversion to bullshit Instead of dreamin' the auction, tell me just who boss is be fugazie, bitches be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make line babies, bless them little hearts You can never me You can never relate me to him, to her, or to them Or you, the you love to bend In the back, in the bed, on the floor, your ho On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out, really So loud, niggas got low money And loud, broke niggas got no The irony it is so funny And I it all this past year on some advice we feel
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You gotta try so hard
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't gotta try so