Kendrick Lamar - You Ain't Gotta Lie (momma Said) lyrics

[Intro] Study long, study wrong, n***a Hey, y'all close that front door, y'all let flies in this muh'f**er! Close that door! My OG up in this muh'erf**er right now My pops man with the bottle in his hand, ackin a fool Hey, hey, babe check it out, I'ma tell you what my mama had said, she like.. [Kendrick Lamar] 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 a**uming 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 [Bridge] 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 jug at to impress me Askin where it's at only upsets me You sound like the feds, homie [Chorus] You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my n***a You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my n***a You ain't gotta try so hard You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my n***a You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my n***a You ain't gotta try so hard [Kendrick Lamar] ...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, n***a, that's a complex Let me put it back in proper context [Chorus + Bridge] [Kendrick Lamar] ...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 bullsh** And sell a dream in the auction, tell me just who your boss is n***az be fugazi, b**hes be fugazi This is for fugazi, n***az and b**hes who make habitual lyin babies, bless them little hearts You can never persuade me, you can never relate me to him (him), to her (her), or that (that) or them (them) Or you (you), the truth (truth) you love (love) to bend (bend) In the back (back), in the bed (bed), on the floor, that's yo' ho On the couch (couch), in her mouth (mouth), I'll be out, really doe See loud, rich n***az got low money And loud, broke n***az got no money The irony behind it is so funny And I seen it all this past year Pa** on some advice we feel [Chorus]