[Intro]
Heh, how real is this?
This is some soul shit
[Verse 1]
Look, swear this game so political
But I'm Pope, so fuck it, let it go
Ride or grind harder than most
And realize and realize I'm the hardest with quotes
That's not a shot, that's acknowledgement, my nigga
So listen and acknowledge it, my nigga
Don't sell out for it
Make a choice to be great then bail out for it
'Cause the game is shit, I'll bring the smell out for it
I brought the bars to it, bring the gel out for it
For attention, lately these women been a sell out for it
'Cause there's not enough listenin', too much tellin'
So it's way too many baby showers, not enough weddings
Here this nigga go preachin' again, nah
Here I go just being REASON again, givin' you reason or air
All that bullshit you gossipin' and sneakin' with friends
But never seem to speak it to them
Bring out positive vibes, show the darkness or light
And things are lighten up like bleach in the skin
There I go just bein' REASON again but fuck it
Whatever gets the point across
She said "Baby, I'll show you somebody if you a somebody"
Well baby, I ain't nobody but soon to be a somebody
So come be my madame
How I'm preachin' to women but wanna come by at the late night
Pull out and shoot the cum by 'em, uh
She said "Your name ringin', can I get a ring too?"
Shit's true, you can get that when the Knicks do
Skrt'd off a road while they [?] in the [?]
Swear everything feel better when a blunt in the air
Hypocrite
[Chorus: Yontique & REASON]
All my life, I preach what I won't do
Conversations with myself like I know you
You can't lie to me but you try, it's so cold
So cold, I swear you're so hypocritical
All my life, I preach what I won't do (hypocritical)
Conversations with myself like I know you (I swear you're so hypocritical)
You can't lie to me (so hypocritical)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, look lately I been screamin' "Free my niggas"
But I don't tell the victim "Get well soon"
This shit hell-brewed, it's crazy lately I been goin' through it
Blame God himself for never lendin' me a hand
But I won't ask him for help, it's prideful, uh
Come and follow me like deciphels
Eyes closed, I'm startin' to see the bigger picture
My girl forgive me for the cheatin', ride with me 'til the end
Know that if she did it, we would never speak again
I'm a hypocrite and I hate it
I don't get that shit, always lookin' for a way that I can flip that shit
I call a girl a slut 'cause she let three the homies hit fuck with
And be mad? Well, she don't let me hit that shit, huh
I just want the pussy, am I wrong for that?
I also want the music, I work hard for that
Want the money but known for spinnin' like a laundromat
Know where I'm headed but put the blame on where I started at
I just gotta, look, I just gotta pull it together
I searched for the rain and grab an umbrella
Try to stay grindin' but be buildin' propellers
I'm in my own way but always come back to it like the home plate
Niggas say bitches fuck in the long way
And these niggas ain't shit, that's what these hoes say
Women call me a star knowin' I'm not one
Opinions like iPhones, everyone got one
I'm a hypocrite
[Chorus: Yontique & REASON]
All my life, I preach what I won't do (yeah, I'm such a hypocrite)
Conversations with myself like I know you (yeah)
You can't lie to me but you try, it's so cold
So cold, I swear you're so hypocritical
All my life, I preach what I won't do (hypocritical)
Conversations with myself like I know you (I swear you're so hypocritical)
You can't lie to me (so hypocritical)
