Write My Wrongs
Gotta give it to em, no facade
It's like I don't know right from wrong
Trying to figure out how to right my Wrongs
But at the same time I ain't write this song
Looking at the sky like damn why it take so long
Look at the sky like damn why you take em' so quickly
Looking at the sky like if I go then they going with me
Past tense I can't think about that shit and reminisce
Had my back against the fence I couldn't take the shit
They ain't wanna give my credit i had to take the shit
Niggas on some hating shit God flow and they atheists
I ain't need nobody to call on
When I'm down this money I'm gon fall on
Nine trey Nine trey all day
Stand by the pledgers and then up in the hallway
I gave my life to these streets I give my heart to these beats nigga
Now play me back on repeat
Whole strip nigga they use to be cool
Half the niggas grew up and they all went to school
Now niggas packing tools
Other niggas making news
Mamas gotta feel the blues
Niggas get shot up out they shoes
Shit and think niggas used to trap together
Post on manistee all night and rap together
Now niggas packing gats man and clap wherever
Shit man this shit used to be better
It's like I don't know right from wrong
Trying to figure out how to right my Wrongs
But at the same time I ain't write this song
Looking at the sky like damn why it take so long
Look at the sky like damn why you take em' so quickly
Looking at the sky like if I go then they going with me
Past tense I can't think about that shit and reminisce
Had my back against the fence I couldn't take the shit
They ain't wanna give my credit i had to take the shit
Niggas on some hating shit God flow and they atheists
I ain't need nobody to call on
When I'm down this money I'm gon fall on
Nine trey Nine trey all day
Stand by the pledgers and then up in the hallway
I gave my life to these streets I give my heart to these beats nigga
Now play me back on repeat
Whole strip nigga they use to be cool
Half the niggas grew up and they all went to school
Now niggas packing tools
Other niggas making news
Mamas gotta feel the blues
Niggas get shot up out they shoes
Shit and think niggas used to trap together
Post on manistee all night and rap together
Now niggas packing gats man and clap wherever
Shit man this shit used to be better
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Writer(s): Brennen Whiting
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