Study long, wrong, nigga 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 bottle in his hand, actin' a Hey, hey, check it out Imma tell you my mama had said, she like
I could spot you a mile I could see insecurities 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 but your level of realness ain't the same Circus acts only attract those entertain Small talk, we know that it's all 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 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 it's at?" upsets me You sound the feds, homie
You ain't gotta lie to 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 ain't gotta lie to 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
And the world don't respect you and the culture accept you But you it's 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 one in the room, nigga, that's a complex Let me put it back in context
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't try so hard
You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to 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 all in your head, homie 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 allergic to talkin', been aversion to bullshit Instead of dreamin' the auction, me just who your boss is be fugazie, bitches be fugazie This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make 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, be out, really though So loud, rich niggas got low And loud, broke niggas got no The behind it is so funny And I seen it all this year on some advice we feel
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga You gotta 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 try so hard