Page Turner - What's Wrong (feat. Afroman)

Ain't nothing wrong with doing it right
I be fuckin up and I be paying the price
I got my type
That's adidas in white
A diva on my right
Guess I'm doing alright
I left the city, I gotta cut ties
Trying to catch me by surprise
Can't stay to watch my demise
Them skies will clear up in time
Praying my card don't decline
Wear all my chains when I'm going outside
No I got nothing to hide
Mama told me be polite and don't ever play with your life
If you gon' roll it, roll it tight
Don't ever mix up that Sprite
People are trife
They just gon' do what they like
But I need some peace in my mind

What's wrong
With doing
Everything right
What's wrong
With doing
Everything right

Afro moneymaking M-A-N
Living my life like a kingpin
The LA gutter
Is where I came
Declutter my life step up my game
Green and white
White and green
I want my house
Squeeky clean
White and green
Green and white
Everything in my house gotta be just right
Daddy was a hoarder
Mama was a hoarder
They both had to work
House was out of order
After school, I wander and roam
Depressed
Didn't want to go back home
Walking home in ghetto gloom
Tryna find a shortcut to my room
Where everything is organized
Everything is clean
I took good notes from the G's I seen

What's wrong
With doing
Everything right
What's wrong
With doing
Everything right

Favorite rappers
On the wall
Gang signs
Lowriders and all
T Shirts
Khakis folded
Thought I was tacky
Well
Hold it
I got kicked out the house
Had to run around like a mouse
Living over here
Living over there
In and out of jail
Living everywhere
Stuff got saved
Stuff got stolen
Stuff what I had in a bag
Kept rollin'
I'm a playboy
I live different lives
Three divorces
Three different wives
I'm a mess
They a mess
When we broke up
It was a mess
Yes
I'm sick of this mess
So I dress to impress
Representing the West

What's wrong
With doing
Everything right
What's wrong
With doing (yea)
Everything right (what's wrong with doing everything right)

OG told me go get 'em
Hit 'em with cold rhythm
Every word know I meant 'em
Just know
That I'm going for momentum
Every goal
Gotta go and then fulfill it
You too busy trying to fit in
I know
You got caught up in the system
I know streets cold
Every moment is a vision
Gotta make the right decisions
Or you might end with the fishes
And they think that it's delicious
I can't end up with those symptoms
Hell no
From the 661 to the 360
I had to fuck with Afro
My poppa was a Rolling Stone
Wouldn't call the phone but he bought me clothes
Mama cookin' trying to keep us full
And we might be cold but a heart of gold
Play my role
Know to never fold
If it's never right
Than it's always No

What's wrong
With doing
Everything right (what's wrong with doing everything right)
What's wrong
With doing
Everything right (keeping everything tight)
What's wrong (what's wrong)
With doing
Everything right (with doing everything right)
What's wrong (what's wrong)
With doing
Everything right (keeping everything tight)
What's wrong
What's wrong, what's wrong
What's wrong
What's wrong with doing right
All day
All life

Written by:
Ismael Arceo, Joseph Foreman

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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