Right Way - Radio Edit

Yea
Look
Sorry if I'm acting weird lately
Yea
Been dealing wit alotta fear lately
Yea
A lot of people in my ear lately
Yea
That type of s*** it make you really crazy

Hypersensitive, I feel jaded
Unappreciated
Unalleviated
I want that key to greatness
I wanna send my mom that text, like girl I think we made it

Yeah

It's P the furnace, I be in the basement
I got that heat for a winter day
These n***** sweet, he a minute maid
Its AEG, b**** we been a blaze
I'm just a geek in a sinner's game
I'm tryna sneak through a sticky maze

I want the reach, not the whips and chains
But that's just me, I got different aims
This s*** get deep, either swim or sink
My mom a fein, that's a different pain

Yea
Look
I seen her seize off the liquor drank
Seen n***** sneak up the crib and think
That they can creep, when she ain't awake
She half asleep, she don't know her name
Some men is demons and copious snakes
So since a bean had to hold my weight

Promethazine couldn't slow my pace
I put the team on my shoulder blades
But now the team feel like Golden State
And we gone eat till we overate
Aye

I've been needing rest, but my mind won't stop
These thoughts be feeling pressed, can't rewind the clock
It's deep up in my chest, and my brain feel boxed
I try to be my best, and refrain the block
Oh

And I'm just tryna find the right way
I'm just tryna find the right way
I've been hustling, it feel like days
Tell me, god I'm on the right page

As of lately, I'm dreaming a lot
I pray that they don't turn to nightmares
My whole team buzzing like the light year
No freight here, We
Like to fight there
If you rock with AEG
We keep you right here
Family ties are nice here
Bomb weed and palm trees
That's how we living
I wanted to take the high road, but lately I been the villain
They asking bout my motto
I tell em to be the realest
These pills become hard to swallow
I'm figuratively healing
But

I'm still out of it
On some modest s***
I ain't hiding it
I'm not proud of it
Feeling grounded s***
I can't fathom it
Tried to bottle it
But my confidence
Broke the bottle tip
Now I'm cocking it
Stojaković
How I shot the s***
Ain't no blocking it
Money coming where ever we are
Got some options in
P**** flying in from the DR
Who is stoping them
The academy bout to be on
Took our scholarships
Now this music is where our dreams are

I've been needing rest, but my mind won't stop
These thoughts be feeling pressed, can't rewind the clock
It's deep up in my chest, and my brain feel boxed
I try to be my best, and refrain the block
Oh

And I'm just tryna find the right way
I'm just tryna find the right way
I've been hustling, it feel like days
Tell me, god I'm on the right page



Credits
Writer(s): Pierce Ripanti
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