"Right Or Wrong" lyrics

"Right Or Wrong"

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want
Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong
Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song
I let her go through my phone, I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want
You say the word and I'm gone, no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't

I don't owe a nigga shit, I do shit off the street cause it's hard and I already know
Light skin bitch real short, real thick, big lips she red hair like lil bo
These niggas broke why you flexing yo homeboy money stop wearing yo homeboy clothes
All of my niggas we winning, we rocking designer nigga we rocking our own
I thought they was lying they told me your friends get short when your money get long
I'm rollin' backwoods up I ain't eating no edibles I ain't never hit a bone
Dark-skinned bitch she got so much ass big titties she know that you bad to the bone

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want
Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong
Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song
I let her go through my phone, I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want
You say the word and I'm gone, no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't

Life is a blessing I'm really trying to make sure my whole damn family ain't stressing
It really don't matter about what a nigga say at the end of the day cause she still goin' text me
I want it all the iced out smile the whole damn mall I can't settle for lesser
Yeah, I be in the cut like a barber, I'm getting bigger I got to be smarter
Plug it in like a charger labels they waitin' too late I'm only get harder
They been always there for a nigga I got real love for my mother and father
When I walk in I ain't asking nobody for sales I get what I wanna

Niggas be thinking I'm dumb they calling me crazy for keeping the heat in the summer
I shoot a nigga like he play for the thunders he 5'10 ill put him six feet under
These niggas pie like cake they funnel now kodak my vision on the same tunnel
Ain't nobody hold me on my momma I'm good with rapping but I keep the Llama

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want
Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong
Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song
I let her go through my phone, I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want
You say the word and I'm gone, no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't


album: "Rookie Of The Year" (2020)
FattMack - Rookie Of The Year album cover