Don't Wanna Be Right

[Intro:] Nigga whats wrong with you And I don't wanna be right [Chorus:] If selling dope is wrong to you Then I don't wanna be right If sipping lean is wrong to you I don't wanna be right If checking off is wrong to you Then I don't wanna be right If getting money is wrong to you Then I'll never be right [I'll never be right] talk to em [Verse 1:] Well i'm just smoking kush and sipping lean all my life And I might have to pour a half of plain in my sprite If Juicy Gucci find a grizzly bear on my ice I bet I hit that grizzly bear ass with all my might I had 2 [?] sucking ma dick and that was just last night I passed out from sipping lean but i'm alright I put that blam on yo ass I won't think twice Don't give a damn they hating on me they hated on Jesus Christ I got yo wife sucking dick with ice, that bitch go hard I push yo car and I fuck yo bra pass her to the squad You playing hard but don't think you smart I just might pull out the garage take it apart and paint it all [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Cause I sell dope that make me different That's how we eat the family business Selling dope that shit ain't right but fuck it I gotta feed my children My son keep calling my baby mama trippin Like a doctor I keep filling prescription Wanted to sign a major deal but fuck that shit i'm independent BMG my own business I could put you on niggas 6 months run paper chasing I ain't seen ma children Top off seat back leaning riding to that Nipsey Keep a bad bitch with me rolling Caviar swishy See I done did it all fucked all a the bra Drove all the cars hopping spree with dawg See I done did it all fucked all a the bra Drove all the cars hopping spree with dawg [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I remember them days didn't sleep didn't bathe Grind a lot carrying weight tryna [?] wit a pay Just a young nigga tryna profit off play Just a Black nigga with nappy tale faith Probly fuck yo girl back in the tenth grade I'm a hustlin ass nigga man i'm stuck in my ways I'm a gambling ass nigga shoot dies dice play spades Ran off on your boy cause you felt he was fake Real nigga for the real real nigga go relate Real nigga go relate real nigga everyday Gotta keep it on me gotta keep it off safe Gotta keep it on me gotta keep the thing on spray Fly ass nigga I ain't fucking with you bomb head bitch no time in the day These nigga telling on the low keep em out ma face These nigga playing snake they ain't playing shit straight Riding hard mofucker go and get fuck wage Working burger bar doe, she ain't taking pie scrapings Where is you blazing that mofucker till it look amazing Bring stam stam need the homie need to taste Ever since I was a young nigga gone man I fell in love with that money Fell in love with that money most a these nigga be really conscious [Chorus]