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Dead Wrong Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Aye, thinkin' I owe you where you lost me
I never had my hand out for shit cause it's
A difference between workers and the bosses
You hustle hard, we hustle harder
I know some niggas prayin' that I fall they dead wrong
They wanna see me in a coffin
I got money, they keep callin' me
My bitch ain't cool with gettin' what she want cause she want all of me
If you was with me shootin' in that gym, then you gon' ball with me
I had to cut the grass, see the snakes, shit be hard to see
All the love that I showed to these niggas end up costing me
All the love that I sold to these niggas
All the bitches that was quick to turn to hoes and play the victim
Get money by myself, I don't fool with these niggas
All these hoes play it crazy, so I'm cool on these bitches
Droppin' ashes in the foreign while I'm countin' up a check
Tryna get us out this bitch, my whole gang say I'm next
This bitch cold, I'm tryna see if I should fuck or get the neck
Jogging fit with ten on me, I ain't pressed bout bein' fresh
It feel better when you out here doin' more and sayin' less
Know they love me at my worst, don't wanna see me at my best
I'm tryna make sure I don't crash, it's 200 on the vette
Let a nigga play with me, them killers comin' like it's money on yo neck
Thinkin' I owe you where you lost me, I never had my hand out for shit
Cause it's a difference between workers and the bosses
You hustle hard, we hustle harder
I know some niggas prayin' that I fall they dead wrong
They wanna see me in a coffin
I got money, they keep callin' me
My bitch ain't cool with gettin' what she want cause she want all of me
If you was with me shootin' in that gym, then you gon' ball with me
I had to cut the grass, see the snakes, shit be hard to see
All the love that I showed to these niggas, end up costing me
It's like ever since that one shit
We been on that one shit
Young as hell and smart, but always knew I'd be dumb rich
I finger-fucked the chop, this bitch a semi, but it bust quick
The closest niggas turned, that be the reason I don't trust shit
I fuck other niggas hoes, that be the reason I don't trust bitches
They'll set the play, so I don't be too quick to fuck bitches
Dog showed his hand, now he finished, I don't fuck with him
I don't never talk a lot, but when I see him, know it's up with him
I treat this shit like a hobby, rap was never my profession
I got niggas in my ear like, keep goin', diggs you ready
Shit, rap don't pay the bills, so till then, I'ma mail it
My nigga, psh, sent em through the air, I'm prayin' they don't catch it
Thinkin', I owe you where you lost me, I never had my hand out for shit
Cause it's a difference between workers and the bosses
You hustle hard, we hustle harder
I know some niggas prayin' that I fall they dead wrong
They wanna see me in a coffin
I got money, they keep callin' me
My bitch ain't cool with getting what she want, cause she want all of me
If you was with me shootin' in that gym, then you gon' ball with me
I had to cut the grass, see the snakes, shit be hard to see
All the love that I showed to these niggas, end up costin' me