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Right Or Wrong (Reprise)

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R Dotta - Rap

Right Or Wrong (Reprise)

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[Chorus] Cause niggas is gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong Gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong [Verse] Today's agenda was to make it out And do it loud as no adventure in the safer route My bank account has got me starving, so I'm staking out That was the reason But trust me, dawg, it's like my third time trying vegan But I'm feenin scheming on something tender Riding low and I'm creepin Peeping behind the windows If I see him, I'ma get him Caught him serving his last to this junkie Perfect timing, no drugs cause I just want the re-up money and his jewelry so I can pawn it I do my thing and skirt off easily, just like a harlot And if we honest, I can't look me in the mirror But if I weighed me on the scale, it's probably lesser than them bills that's been piling in the mail I'm be coming a shell of my former being My mind and my heart disagreeing At nights I've been hardly sleeping Then it riddles me This how you stay alive or your demise? Will karma catch up to me come and catch up to me, is this how I must survive? [Chorus] Gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong Gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong [Verse] Think of the loss and pour a beer out I close my eyes, squeeze a tear out Then open up, 'cause I can't let this fear out Facing the rough It's like my cheeks when I grow my beard out Stressing got me wanting to pull my hair out But outside I'm calm I'm not the only one hiding in plain sight Getting by on his charm Performing flawless with no stage fright I wonder what they riddle me as I'm asking people if they fine, when I need to be asked I needed me that life that Nas rapped about on tracks with Lauryn That I dream about at night, to wake up to this hell and morning But if I ruled the world, I'd be dead by the weekend Wasn't supposed to grow my seed got planted in the cement But don't judge my killer, blame his demons And the fact that on that day I presented myself as everything he needed Caught him on that deep end Drowning in his sorrows Just trying to stay afloat until tomorrow [Chorus] Niggas is gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong Gettin high just to balance lows My hands shakin, loading talons in this calico A different feeling, I'll get numb to it I suppose Then out the door I pray to God to make it back to home Right or wrong

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  • L.David