Claiming that they want me dead, you can come and kill me
Pillow talking on my name, you don't know the real me
I don't do no therapy, they won't even feel me
I told my mama I won't slow down, I need a mili'
I put the work in, never sleep, I feel like I deserve it
I made a couple of mistakes but ain't nobody perfect
Pull up on me Glock, stay in my lap for opps who lurking
Internet sensation I might have to go and durk it
I cut a couple people off and now they acting childish
I gave an inch they took a mile I swear they act entitled
Bitch I'ma boss but fuck a Kappo swear that he be wildin'
Low-key he acting like a baby, yeah, like stop the whining
I put you on and gave you hope to get up out your names
I shoulda knew you was a snake when you backdoored your mans
Too worried 'bout another bitch and not the bigger plan
Another brother turned into the opps, and I'm like, damn
I never needed nobody, I'm use to being on my own
My phone on DND, I might as well throw away my phone
I'm one of a kind, I came up from a broken home
I don't need friends, I rather go be broke alone
You wrong, I'm wrong, you wrong, you're wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
You wrong, I'm wrong, you're wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
Dead wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
Knowing damn, why you dead wrong?
I'm wrong, you're wrong
(Damn wrong) damn wrong
I'm wrong
You, are wrong
You're dead wrong
Worried about a bitch way too much so you had to go on races
I took some charges for my brothers, but you scared to face them
You hanging with them rats, you went and turned to one
But you would feel my pain and knew it if you had a son
No I'm not a Muslim but I know I read Coron
That book is full of shit but I guess I can put you on
You fucking on the slut, oh with that condom, take it off
Quel is sending shots and he might rock you in your jaw
I got little shooters that might come and knock you off
Now come out the cut and then he steady, duck the law
Tryna do this music but you shoulda sticked to ball
Hot up in the room, you made a statement what you saw
I'ma feed the streets and all the junkies, buy my CD
Addicted like its Heroin, I'm feeling Like I'm CP
2017, everybody see me on TV
Guess I was a star but ain't nobody gon' believe me
I'm wrong, dead wrong, you're wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
You wrong, I'm wrong, dead wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
Yeah, well you're dead wrong
Yeah, well you're dead wrong
Yeah, well your dead wrong
Yeah bitch, you dead wrong
Bitch you're dead wrong
Fuck