Just Smarter! / Being Honest!* lyrics

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[Chorus]
T-ha, what I say?
These n**ga work way harder than me, baby, but I'm just smarter
I’ve got a b*tch in the 6, I'm dunking that sh*t just like Vince Carter
Know when sh*t get sticky, no, we ain't pressin’, test the waters, t-ha
I get love back home, she make me just like my father
There's this one lil' chick that want me to meet, but I can't bother
I just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow
[?] in the sky, I'm finna start callin' these n**gas Roger
This b*tch keep gettin' on my nerves, said, "That's just not my problem"
5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon’ need a doctor
Up that switch and make these n**gas play dead, just like a possum
I’ve been and spent fifty K this year alone, I'm stuck gettin’ pasta
She like, "Dreadheads do it the best," well, come and join this roster, ha
She tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me Kevin Costner
I spent twenty K on these guns, you really think that we boxin'?
Some of my n**gas really animals, they're apes and foxes
Put that .45 to his melon, knock him out his conscience
She want di*k tomorrow, I said okay, but I can't promise
You not my baddest b*tch, if I said that, then I’d be lying, t-ha
She tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin'
My n**gas mix and mix sh*t up, like they got a thing for science
This a bad b*tch party, bring your friends, you're all invited
Once you get your [?] this sh*t gon' always get divided
I've been rich two years, just chasin' my dreams as if I'm dyin'
[Bridge]
Crazy to think I got this far with a mic and a lil' recordin', t-ha
If I'm being honest, all that sh*t I've started, I could be your father
A lot of y'all n**gas be b*tches, I wouldn't even call you my daughters

[Chorus]
T-ha, what I say?
These n**ga work way harder than me, baby, but I'm just smarter
I've got a b*tch in the 6, I'm dunking that sh*t just like Vince Carter
Know when sh*t get sticky, no, we ain't pressin', test the waters, t-ha
I get love back home, she make me just like my father
There's this one lil' chick that want me to meet, but I can't bother
I just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow
[?] in the sky, I'm finna start callin' these n**gas Roger
This b*tch keep gettin' on my nerves, said, "That's just not my problem"
5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon' need a doctor
Up that switch and make these n**gas play dead, just like a possum
I've been and spent fifty K this year alone, I'm stuck gettin' pasta
She like, "Dreadheads do it the best," well, come and join this roster, ha
She tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me Kevin Costner
I spent twenty K on these guns, you really think that we boxin'?
Some of my n**gas really animals, they're apes and foxes
Put that .45 to his melon, knock him out his conscience
She want di*k tomorrow, I said okay, but I can't promise
You not my baddest b*tch, if I said that, then I'd be lying, t-ha
She tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin'
My n**gas mix and mix sh*t up, like they got a thing for science
This a bad b*tch party, bring your friends, you're all invited
Once you get your [?] this sh*t gon' always get divided
I've been rich two years, just chasin' my dreams as if I'm dyin'