[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
I'm not a hypocrite, I'm human
I make mistakes and make sure I never repeat 'em
Inhaler help me breathe in South Central hot
Smoke like a chimney, I hope I don't get got
And I ain't had no pussy in two months
I been busy, man; I been working, man
And I ain't called my mom in three days
I hope she miss me, man; I know she love me, man
All these feelings bottled up, about to set me off
And most this extra meat that lingering get cut off
Yeah we been making money, yeah we been making guap
While you've been walking into meetings 'bout to suck some—
(Dick) I left my bitch in Malibu
I left my smokes up on the roof
So don't forget who you're talking to
If I bring it in existence, it gon' come true

[Chorus: bearface]
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh, whoa
Spinning around makes it harder to pave my way
Resting my pride will make me end our love either way

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I know I make mistakes—I try to not repeat 'em
But I'm still working on it, negotiate with demons
I've stopped fucking girls the first time I meet 'em
And I don't talk to strangers about my new arrangements
I got big dreams of selling out arenas
They comin' out to see me—white folks in the meetings
And they smiling at me, but I'm the same nigga
Point them hoses at me; send the dogs for me

[Chorus: bearface]
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh
Spinning around makes it harder to pave my way
Resting my pride will make me end our love either way

[Outro: JOBA]
I don't (I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright (Yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright (Yeah, we'll be alright)
I don't (I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright (Yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright (Yeah, we'll be alright)