Correct Me
Can't believe I gotta say this shit
Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm not so don't do it
Be selective with the songs I drop all good music
I keep blowing this kush to get through it
Conversation with ya soul from these songs they speak fluent
Break out the belt they need a old fashion ass whooping
All up in my stash looking
Won't be the last shook one
Shout out to Prodigy and Havoc
Don't want problems or static
I just holla you can have em and the guys took em
You do good and life will charm ya
Do bad shit that bitch will harm ya
Get hit with cause and effect and meet karma
But I keep packs of it for my green Ima farmer
I do not need to deceive to disarm ya
Unlike the judge I stick to the fax
Sending books and audio of me spitting my raps
To my cousin in prison can't wait for you to come back
This bottled up aggression
Pop the cork and take a sip
If I drown in my sorrows who the fuck gone sink my ship
Fuck a brown skin model been on my bucket list
Used to dread the day I got older before I had twists
We can coexist but I rather be alone
Find me over there somewhere in another time zone
On my own doing what I need to do
Staying away from the evil I seen people do ahh
Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm not so don't do it
Be selective with the songs I drop all good music
I keep blowing this kush to get through it
Conversation with ya soul from these songs they speak fluent
Break out the belt they need a old fashion ass whooping
All up in my stash looking
Won't be the last shook one
Shout out to Prodigy and Havoc
Don't want problems or static
I just holla you can have em and the guys took em
My mama said boy don't ever play with your food
But if all I see is food around I'm always in a playful mood
Round six o'clock at my granny apartment complex on the breaking news
Example number one at any given moment
These niggas gone wanna play with you
So mama I'm sorry for me and bro for the shit you seen us do
But we grown men and everyday you step out they gone wanna step on you
And I'm the biggest stepper can't never let these niggas step at all
I'm tryna squash these niggas like cockroaches fucking kill em all
Parden me I know these thoughts they get a little reckless
But I can't seem to let em go I put em on every record
I know I seem like the worst nigga you would ever know
But if you get to know me you know I been 100 since the day I was born
And it'll never change I guarantee
It'll never change said it'll never change I guarantee
Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm not so don't do it
Be selective with the songs I drop all good music
I keep blowing this kush to get through it
Conversation with ya soul from these songs they speak fluent
Break out the belt they need a old fashion ass whooping
All up in my stash looking
Won't be the last shook one
Shout out to Prodigy and Havoc
Don't want problems or static
I just holla you can have em and the guys took em
You do good and life will charm ya
Do bad shit that bitch will harm ya
Get hit with cause and effect and meet karma
But I keep packs of it for my green Ima farmer
I do not need to deceive to disarm ya
Unlike the judge I stick to the fax
Sending books and audio of me spitting my raps
To my cousin in prison can't wait for you to come back
This bottled up aggression
Pop the cork and take a sip
If I drown in my sorrows who the fuck gone sink my ship
Fuck a brown skin model been on my bucket list
Used to dread the day I got older before I had twists
We can coexist but I rather be alone
Find me over there somewhere in another time zone
On my own doing what I need to do
Staying away from the evil I seen people do ahh
Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm not so don't do it
Be selective with the songs I drop all good music
I keep blowing this kush to get through it
Conversation with ya soul from these songs they speak fluent
Break out the belt they need a old fashion ass whooping
All up in my stash looking
Won't be the last shook one
Shout out to Prodigy and Havoc
Don't want problems or static
I just holla you can have em and the guys took em
My mama said boy don't ever play with your food
But if all I see is food around I'm always in a playful mood
Round six o'clock at my granny apartment complex on the breaking news
Example number one at any given moment
These niggas gone wanna play with you
So mama I'm sorry for me and bro for the shit you seen us do
But we grown men and everyday you step out they gone wanna step on you
And I'm the biggest stepper can't never let these niggas step at all
I'm tryna squash these niggas like cockroaches fucking kill em all
Parden me I know these thoughts they get a little reckless
But I can't seem to let em go I put em on every record
I know I seem like the worst nigga you would ever know
But if you get to know me you know I been 100 since the day I was born
And it'll never change I guarantee
It'll never change said it'll never change I guarantee
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Writer(s): Nicholas Lewis
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