You Ain't Gotta Lie [Momma Said]
Kendrick Lamar
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Study long, study wrong, nigga Hey, y'all close that front door Y'all let flies in this motherfucker Close that door! My OG up in this motherfucker right now My pops man with the bottle Of Hennessy in his hand, actin' a fool Hey, hey babe, check it out, I'ma tell You what my mama had said, she like: I could spot you a mile away I could see your insecurities written All on your face so predictable your words I know what you gonna say Who you foolin'? Oh You assuming you can just come and hang With the homies but your level Of realness ain't the same Circus acts only attract those that entertain Small talk, we know that it's all talk We live in the Laugh Factory every Time they mention your name Askin' "where the hoes at?" to impress me Askin' "where the moneybags?" to impress me Say you got the burner stashed to impress me It's all in your head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to impress me Askin' "where the juug at?" to impress me Askin' "where it's at?" only upsets me You sound like the feds, homie And the world don't respect you And the culture don't accept you But you think it's all love And the girls gon' neglect you Once your parody is done Reputation can't protect you if You never had one Jealousy (Complex) , emotional (Complex) Self-pity (Complex) , under oath (Complex) The loudest one in the room, nigga That's a complex Let me put it back in proper context Askin' "where the hoes at?" to impress me Askin' "where the moneybags?" to impress me Say you got the burner stashed to impress me It's all in your head, homie Askin' "where the plug at?" to impress me Askin' "where the juug at?" to impress me Askin' "where it's at?" only upsets me You sound like the feds, homie (Pause) What do you got to offer? Tell me before we off ya Put you deep in the coffin Been allergic to talkin' Been a virgin to bullshit And sell a dream in the auction Tell me just who your boss is Niggas be fugazi, bitches be fugazi This is for fugazi Niggas and bitches who make Habitual lyin' babies Bless them little hearts You can never persuade me You can never relate me to him, to her Or that to them Or you, the truth you love to bend In the back, in the bed, on the floor That's your ho On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out Really though See, loud, rich niggas got low money And loud, broke niggas got no money The irony behind it is so funny And I seen it all this past year Pass on some advice we feel: You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so hard You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta try so hard
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Written by: Mark Anthony Spears, Kendrick Lamar, Josef Leimberg, Terrance Martin, Rose Mckinney, KENDRICK DUCKWORTH, ROSE ANN MCKINNEY, TERRACE MARTIN
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