Study long, study wrong, Hey, y'all close that front door, ya'll let flies in this Close door! My OG up in this right now My pops man the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool Hey, hey, check it out Imma you what my mama had said, she like
I spot you a mile away I could see your insecurities written all on face So your words, I know what you gonna say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can just come and With the but your level of realness ain't the same Circus acts attract those that entertain Small talk, we know it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every time they your name
Askin', "where the hoes at?" to me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to your stash to impress me It's all in your head, Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where at?" only upsets me You sound the feds, homie
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so
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
And the world don't respect you and the culture don't you But you think all love And the girls gon' neglect you once parody is done Reputation can't protect you if you had one (complex), emotional (complex) Self-pity (complex), oath (complex) The loudest one in the room, nigga, a complex Let me put it in proper context
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta try so hard
Askin', "where the hoes at?" to me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to burn stash to impress me It's all in your head, Askin' "where the plug at?" to me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me "where it's at?" only upsets me You sound the feds, homie
do you got to offer? Tell me before you we off ya, put you deep in the Been allergic to talkin', been aversion to Instead of dreamin' the auction, me just who your boss is Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, them little hearts You can never me You can never relate me to him, to her, or that to Or you, the truth you love to 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 niggas got no The irony behind it is so And I seen it all this year on some advice we feel
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't 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 ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta try so hard