Wrong
Yea
Huh
Mic check
One two
Never lived my life without some struggle
I slept hungry in my past
Always keep it solid but you mad
Sad
Trapped inside these walls, I know my mama stressing bad
I knew I had to step my shit up for this bag
Shit dont make no sense
Lot be on my mind, I'm moving fast
I had some shit to say, but fuck it don't matter
Damn
Never chose to move throughout this life like niggas sell it
Niggas fraudulent don't let em keep you timid
Yea
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Checks
Bread
Death
Fear
Health
Scarce
All my friends
Dead
Know I'm down to give if that bitch on me
Homies
Watch for niggas tracking shit you owe em
Corny
Seen the path I left behind was miles
Darker thoughts been piling over problems I allowed
Stormy nights I traveled towards my guided one for peace huh
Told me keep my focus, know it's light beyond the streets
Wish I woulda learned just from the start with tryna let my demons go
Plenty times when I'd just lie, because it's harder tryna cope
Niggas come around with open arms, and hate you from the jump
He was poppin', shit got silent
Clique been quiet for some months
You was plotting, swear this rappin' shit make niggas do the most
Kept it solid, getting harder tryna keep myself afloat
Shit got toxic, I was trying just so I won't be alone
Gotta trust my mind but fuck it
I'll move smarter cause I know
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Huh
Mic check
One two
Never lived my life without some struggle
I slept hungry in my past
Always keep it solid but you mad
Sad
Trapped inside these walls, I know my mama stressing bad
I knew I had to step my shit up for this bag
Shit dont make no sense
Lot be on my mind, I'm moving fast
I had some shit to say, but fuck it don't matter
Damn
Never chose to move throughout this life like niggas sell it
Niggas fraudulent don't let em keep you timid
Yea
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Checks
Bread
Death
Fear
Health
Scarce
All my friends
Dead
Know I'm down to give if that bitch on me
Homies
Watch for niggas tracking shit you owe em
Corny
Seen the path I left behind was miles
Darker thoughts been piling over problems I allowed
Stormy nights I traveled towards my guided one for peace huh
Told me keep my focus, know it's light beyond the streets
Wish I woulda learned just from the start with tryna let my demons go
Plenty times when I'd just lie, because it's harder tryna cope
Niggas come around with open arms, and hate you from the jump
He was poppin', shit got silent
Clique been quiet for some months
You was plotting, swear this rappin' shit make niggas do the most
Kept it solid, getting harder tryna keep myself afloat
Shit got toxic, I was trying just so I won't be alone
Gotta trust my mind but fuck it
I'll move smarter cause I know
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Had to make a way without hand
Praying for some strength
Mama said receive the shit you give
But I been done wrong
Praying I can make it it's a trip
Bitches hardly tell you how it is
Hard to keep to it flowin', I been lonely and for a so long
No one there cheer me on
I been done wrong
I been done wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Hartman
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