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 man with the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool Hey, hey, babe it out tell you what my mama had said, she like
I spot you a mile away I could see your insecurities written all on your So predictable your words, I know what you say Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can just come and With the homies but your level of ain't the same Circus acts only attract those entertain Small talk, we know that all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every time they your name
Askin', "where the at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me Say you got to burn your to impress 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 like the feds, homie
You ain't 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
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 ain't gotta try so
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 protect you if you never had one (complex), emotional (complex) Self-pity (complex), under (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 ain't gotta lie, you ain't lie You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so
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 gotta 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 all in your head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to me Askin' "where the at?" to impress me Askin' "where it's at?" only me You sound the feds, homie
What do you got to Tell me before you we off ya, put you deep in the Been allergic to talkin', been to bullshit Instead of dreamin' the auction, tell me who your boss is Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, bless 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, your ho On the couch, in the mouth, be out, really though So loud, rich got low money And loud, broke got no money The irony behind it is so And I seen it all this year Pass on some advice we
You ain't 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 gotta try so
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 gotta try so