Study long, wrong, nigga Hey, y'all close that door, ya'll let flies in this motherfucker Close door! My OG up in this right now My pops man with the bottle in his hand, a fool Hey, hey, check it out Imma tell you what my had said, she like
I spot you a mile away I could see your written all on your face So predictable your words, I know what you say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can come and hang With the homies but your level of realness ain't the Circus only attract those that entertain Small talk, we know it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every time they mention 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 like the feds, homie
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 lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You gotta try so hard
And the world respect you and the culture don't accept you But you think it's all And the girls gon' neglect you your 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 back in context
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't try so hard
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 head, homie "where the plug at?" to impress me Askin' "where the juug at?" to me Askin' "where at?" only upsets me You like the feds, homie
What do you got to me before you we off ya, put you deep in the coffin Been to talkin', been aversion to bullshit Instead of dreamin' the auction, tell me just who boss is Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who habitual line babies, bless them little hearts You can persuade me You can never me to him, to her, or that to them 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, though So loud, niggas got low money And loud, broke got no money The irony it is so funny And I it all this past year on some advice we feel
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so
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 ain't gotta try so