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Dee Watkins

Right Or Wrong

 

Right Or Wrong


Ayy, I know niggas doing time, they ain't never coming home
I still think about lil' [?], so they hear all my songs
If you my brother, I slide for you, that's right or wrong?
Tryna get away from my demons, but they won't leave me 'lone
I'm sick and tired of people saying ''Keep your head up''
I ride 'round with this Glock, 'cause I'm fed up
All I know is never trust a bitch and get my bread up
I remember I was doing bad, I'm doing better
It's like that money came fast and I ain't see it coming
How the fuck I owe you some, you ain't give me nothing
You gotta face all your problems, it ain't no point in running
So many people been dying, feel like the trenches haunted
You say you love me, but you lied girl you dead wrong
I reminiscing taking pictures by your headstone
Don't know who to ride to, who to give my love to
I thought you was with me, but you weren't, so it's fuck you
Ayy, my heart been getting colder (Colder)
But fuck it Imma soldier
I was in a [?] reminiscing 'bout that [?]
She say she ain't love with me, so this is what I told her

So basically, you want me to believe you
That you love me
When you barely even know me
Can't go fuck

I'm sliding with lil' beam in a [?]
Black truck, full of Choppas, like I'm chopper
Riding with no license, gotta Glock by the torso
Twelve pull me over, I ain't coming home tomorrow
I know I'm living wrong, mama I know
This pain gotta nigga hitting high hopes
Sorry bae I made it text you back, but I was high tho'
Where were you when we was hitting licks [?] far go
I wanna know
I wanna know, where the love bae?
Where was you bae
Where was you bae
Where was you baby, ayy

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