RIGHT OR WRONG (REPRISE) Lyrics

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

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?

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

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

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