WRONG IDEA ft. Corey Vintage, Robbie Quest & Randy Samba Lyrics

I got an idea that there's somethin' wrong with it

Think you know someone, what they come along with

Guess we on some "Don't ever call my phone" shit

I guess it was best to manage being lonely

Charged to the game, I unplug my controller

You played me like Microsoft, Nintendo, Sony

Thought if there was a problem, you woulda told me

Tried to find someone else, but couldn't clone me

I'm so faded this time

I might put my pain in these lines

Can't compare my brain with these guys

Oh, 'cause I speak now, it's peace signs

Can't confide, her pride too wide, two times, three times

The size of mine, I'm high and dry

But if I say somethin' crazy, then I'm the bad guy

Don't act sad, finally showed the boy your bad side, right?

We was prolly lovers in past lives, right?

You fuck up and then I apologize, huh?

I fuck up, a nigga get chastised

I ain't gon' complain

If you on your hot girl, I'll stay in my lane

I ain't gon' deal with it, somebody shoulda told ya

You need a nigga that's gon' let you run him over

You need a bitch, not a nigga

I got an idea that there's somethin' wrong with it

Think you know someone, what they come along with

Guess we on some "Don't ever call my phone" shit

I guess it was best to manage being lonely

Charged to the game, I unplug my controller

You played me like Microsoft, Nintendo, Sony

Thought if there was a problem, you woulda told me

Tried to find someone else, but couldn't clone me

Tried to find someone else, but couldn't clone me

Tried to find someone else, but couldn't