Hypocrite (feat. LaHenny, Don Luxe & Dynasty)

I have roaches on my cereal
Eviction notice on the door
Traphouse in the kitchen
Lighting Newports on the fuckin stove (Stove)
The voice of the voiceless
If a nigga couldn't have it
Momma couldn't afford it
Nigga where them Jordans
Now I got some garments on me
That designer foreign
And I know some niggas want me dead
It's not important
The only thing I fear is never scorching
What you call trash
Another man would call a fortune

You'll never need more than enough for one man
But we're still all takin as much as we can
My God, I'm a hypocrite
But I can never get used to it
You'll never need more than enough for one man
I (Know)
My God, I'm a hypocrite
But I can never get used to it

How you say you want the best for me but you want more
Why you tell me that I brick it when I always score
You say you want a wordsmithing, brain flipping, God of war
Me I'm off the rocks slapping bitches like I'm Mickie Rourke
You'se a hypocrite give me chills when you enter rooms
Need to light some sage just to clear your bull shit from my view
I'm tryna elevate my mindstate so I meditate
Take a hit of my shit
Tryna levitate
Flying outta earth float in space in the Milky Way
I hate to see it change
I wish there was another way
But it is what it is
So we day by day
But it is what it is
So we day by day

You'll never need more than enough for one man
But we're still all takin as much as we can
My God, I'm a hypocrite,
But I can never get used to it
You'll never need more than enough for one man
I (Know)
My God, I'm a hypocrite,
But I can never get used to it