Study long, study wrong, Hey, y'all close front door, ya'll let flies in this motherfucker that door! My OG up in this motherfucker now My pops man with the 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 mile I could see insecurities written all on your face So predictable your words, I know you gonna say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can just and hang With the homies but your of realness ain't the same Circus acts only attract those entertain talk, we know that it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every time they mention name
Askin', "where the at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to burn your stash to me all in your head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where it's at?" upsets me You sound the feds, homie
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
You ain't gotta lie to 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
And the world don't you and the culture don't accept you But you think it's all And the girls gon' neglect you once your parody is Reputation can't you if you never had one Jealousy (complex), (complex) Self-pity (complex), oath (complex) The one in the room, nigga, that's a complex Let me put it in proper context
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't 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 gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't gotta try so
Askin', "where the hoes at?" to me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to burn your stash to me It's all in head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to me Askin' "where the juug at?" to me Askin' "where at?" only upsets me You sound like the feds,
do you got to offer? Tell me before you we off ya, put you in the coffin Been allergic to talkin', aversion to bullshit Instead of the auction, tell me just who your boss is Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie This is for fugazie and bitches who make habitual line babies, bless them little hearts You can persuade me You can never relate me to him, to her, or 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, be out, really though 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 ain't gotta lie to kick it, my 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 gotta lie to kick it, my You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You gotta try so hard