Jbo Galore - Wrong or Right

Plenty nights
We was starving
You ain't my kind
You ain't my dawg
Wrong or right
But you was wrong
This is life
Can't die young
Bout that time
Bags come in bunches
Ran up nun to something
And we all hustlers
Bad advice
I can leave it all to my lonely
Cause if anybody got something, then I woulda noticed
A lotta mice
Turn rat they out here running
Imagine that trap bunkin' to Sunday
I got the same conscious I'm flourished
High school it was Saks Fifth Burberry
Now it just been trap gear and service
I been on my motive shit they love me
Got up out my city yea I done it
Too many n***** trying to hate
Some trying to rob but I ain't runnin
If anything get dangerous load it up protect the family
And anyone above, ancestry
Going sweet out here in these streets
Sesame
I got the keys, turn the streets
Yea
I got the keys yea turn the streets up
Got out the streets, preferably
Plenty nights
We was starving
You ain't my kind
You ain't my dawg
Wrong or right
But you was wrong
This is life
Can't die young
Bout that time
Bags come in bunches
Ran up nun to something
And we all hustlers
Bad advice
I can leave it all to my lonely
Cause if anybody got something, then I woulda noticed
Really know how this shit was going
I been rapping fluent
Stupid, draw down got to use it
If ya starving gotta prove it
I'm used to this
Don't give a damn I will not fail fuck if you cool with it
Ain't new to this I'm true to this
A few of them got used to me, they caught a gist
But usually, I admit I fell from streets
And now I'm lit the gang with me
I been on my dolo shit
Hopping out designer kicks
Hey, yah, ehh
Plenty nights
We was starving
You ain't my kind
You ain't my dawg
Wrong or right
But you was wrong
This is life
Can't die young
Bout that time
Bags come in bunches
Ran up nun to something
And we all hustlers
Bad advice
I can leave it all to my lonely
Cause if anybody got something, then I woulda noticed

Written by:
Justin Johnson

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