You Ain't Gotta Lie (momma Said) Lyrics - To Pimp A Butterfly - Kendrick Lamar

Study long, study wrong, nigga 

Hey, y'all close that front door, ya'll 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, acting a fool 

Hey, hey, babe check it out, Imma 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 

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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 

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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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 

Repetition 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 

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 

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 

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 

So 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