Wrong
AK, what the fuck you did that shit again
I don't know, I don't know
Why they do me wrong, why they do me wrong
I'm pouring up, I'm pouring up
Healing through these wrongs, healing through these wrongs
I cannot fuck with nobody, I cannot fuck with nobody
No, I cannot fuck with nobody
Why they switching up on me
I cannot fuck with nobody, I cannot fuck with nobody
Callin' up brody, he coming
Pull up, you know we gon' blow it
He got a chop so, you know he gon' show it
Yeah, he gettin' his feelings, he hopeless
I don't really want no love
I gotta be patient, you see that I'm gifted
I try giving you love
You try to use me, you treating me basic
And I just really don't fuck with nobody
Know that I stay on my bully
Brody gon' catch a homie
Keep a small, circle, don't fuck with nobody
Posted you know where to find me
Finding that 1, can you hold me, you hold me
I'm tryna pop out, go crazy
Rockin' they heads 80s like we born in the 80s
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm bout to step out the truck, oh
I don't be givin' a fuck, no
I'm tryna pull up with my bros, oh
Drinking, we livin' it up, oh
Really complicated, how I'm really thinking
Thinking of my life real slow
I don't know, why they do me wrong
I'm pouring up
Healin' through these wrongs
Healin' through these wrongs
Healin' through these wrongs
I don't know, I don't know
Why they do me wrong, why they do me wrong
I'm pouring up, I'm pouring up
Healing through these wrongs, healing through these wrongs
I cannot fuck with nobody, I cannot fuck with nobody
No, I cannot fuck with nobody
Why they switching up on me
I cannot fuck with nobody, I cannot fuck with nobody
Callin' up brody, he coming
Pull up, you know we gon' blow it
He got a chop so, you know he gon' show it
Yeah, he gettin' his feelings, he hopeless
I don't really want no love
I gotta be patient, you see that I'm gifted
I try giving you love
You try to use me, you treating me basic
And I just really don't fuck with nobody
Know that I stay on my bully
Brody gon' catch a homie
Keep a small, circle, don't fuck with nobody
Posted you know where to find me
Finding that 1, can you hold me, you hold me
I'm tryna pop out, go crazy
Rockin' they heads 80s like we born in the 80s
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm bout to step out the truck, oh
I don't be givin' a fuck, no
I'm tryna pull up with my bros, oh
Drinking, we livin' it up, oh
Really complicated, how I'm really thinking
Thinking of my life real slow
I don't know, why they do me wrong
I'm pouring up
Healin' through these wrongs
Healin' through these wrongs
Healin' through these wrongs
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Writer(s): Perron Gregory
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