I DONT WANNA BE RIGHT Lyrics

I'm from where a lot of kids parents was rolling stones

Make no mistake, I been through projects and mobile homes

These are the breaks, when moving product on mobile phones

Why is it always the shooters talking in lower tones

Bitch it's The Uce, the beat sound like some Mobb Deep

But I'm from the west, palm tree's in the concrete

And I don't suggest, you walk around oblivious cause the killer's is stressed

Make your face look hideous a despicable mess

I don't know who they talking bout when they say he ain't nice

Should've paid for the feature but now I'm changing my price

Had my boots on the ground, going through dangerous nights

You could call me a teacher and learn a thing about life

But don't talk about activist if it ain't in my sprite

If you ain't help me grow, then you ain't in my life

I don't like meeting rappers they always draining my light

Always acting like bitches and always paying for likes

If I ain't in the hood I'm on a long drive

Rapping in code no evidence on my hard drive

She gave me head so I'd forget about the hard times

Let me record it then I stored it in my archives

I been a player for, shit, too many moon's cuzz

I'll die alone if I don't start a family soon cuzz

Honestly I ain't really tripping over true love

While you bull shittin' come over and get your womb crushed

If gettin' paper is wrong

I don't wanna be right

Y'all been in the darkness so long

Gotta follow the light

If gettin' paper is wrong

I don't wanna be right

Y'all been in the darkness so long

Gotta follow the light

Fuck it

I might as well gone and kick another verse

A product of these land barons raping mother earth

Imagining if colonizers never hit my turf

Interrupted my growth and vaccinated me at birth

Show me the way my environment would've looked

Instead of living like crooks and fighting with James Cook

How the fuck my people go from the jungles of Polynesia

To fighting like gladiators with ghetto's as colosseums

These people used to put us in zoo's, even museums

Now we putting each other in dirt, and mausoleums

Respect me and I'll respect you, the policy is

So hard to follow when all the promises always hollow

And everybody got something to say, instead of listen

What happened to all that back in the day, and the tradition

I feel like we been losing our way

they say evolve and adapt so if I clap it's okay

Just sing along y'all

If gettin' paper is wrong

I don't wanna be right

Y'all been in the darkness so long

Gotta follow the light

If gettin' paper is wrong

I don't wanna be right

Y'all been in the darkness so long

Gotta follow the light