So Wrong by Erick Lottary Lyrics
[Verse]
No brakes back when you had braces
I was in the matrix with the bullet dodge
Find a hustle or a soul before your boy
But all my niggas into givin’ jobs
Wrist a legend, that’s a lethal weapon
Got my section lookin’ like July fourth
I let them models open all them bottles
Man, them dollars somethin’ they would die for, aye
Okay, now I need the Forbes list
Swear they loyal but they all switch
I fill the doochie with the cat piss
And leave the coffin for a ad-lib
Servin’, servin’ with some real talk
Couldn’t tell you what them pills bought
I had to trip with what a deal cost
I gave them game and they still lost
The toolie on me like a handyman
Made a wallet out of rubber bands
If you 100, I’m 100 grand
Treat the summer like the son of Sam
Learn somethin’, that’s the catchphrase
Brokest niggas love to at pay
Them salty bitches hit the queen phase
But sellin’ pussy through the back pains
We shut ‘em down, I reiterate it, we run the town
Can’t wait for the plate if I’m hungry now
And too much to say when you see me out
Shit, I’m with what you with, try me and see what you get
A legend, a man and a myth, now back to the script
See, all of them hate the beginnin’
But later, they all on my dick, they know what it is
[Hook]
Now if I should die, before I wake
I pray to the lord, I keep the family straight
Now I got too much to lose but that wasn’t always the case
When I had nothing to lose, I made my biggest mistake
So wrong, I was so wrong, so wrong, I was so wrong
I learned my lesson and gone
[Outro]
Hold my dick, fold a bitch, savage life
After pipe, straight to whip
First to hit, last to miss, bag and flip
Pour the fifth, I came to grips
Lost it all, it’s back to this
Lights was off, found the switch
Been the GOAT, they was cool
Still amused, don’t excuse, made the rules
Home the school and PV crew
No brakes back when you had braces
I was in the matrix with the bullet dodge
Find a hustle or a soul before your boy
But all my niggas into givin’ jobs
Wrist a legend, that’s a lethal weapon
Got my section lookin’ like July fourth
I let them models open all them bottles
Man, them dollars somethin’ they would die for, aye
Okay, now I need the Forbes list
Swear they loyal but they all switch
I fill the doochie with the cat piss
And leave the coffin for a ad-lib
Servin’, servin’ with some real talk
Couldn’t tell you what them pills bought
I had to trip with what a deal cost
I gave them game and they still lost
The toolie on me like a handyman
Made a wallet out of rubber bands
If you 100, I’m 100 grand
Treat the summer like the son of Sam
Learn somethin’, that’s the catchphrase
Brokest niggas love to at pay
Them salty bitches hit the queen phase
But sellin’ pussy through the back pains
We shut ‘em down, I reiterate it, we run the town
Can’t wait for the plate if I’m hungry now
And too much to say when you see me out
Shit, I’m with what you with, try me and see what you get
A legend, a man and a myth, now back to the script
See, all of them hate the beginnin’
But later, they all on my dick, they know what it is
[Hook]
Now if I should die, before I wake
I pray to the lord, I keep the family straight
Now I got too much to lose but that wasn’t always the case
When I had nothing to lose, I made my biggest mistake
So wrong, I was so wrong, so wrong, I was so wrong
I learned my lesson and gone
[Outro]
Hold my dick, fold a bitch, savage life
After pipe, straight to whip
First to hit, last to miss, bag and flip
Pour the fifth, I came to grips
Lost it all, it’s back to this
Lights was off, found the switch
Been the GOAT, they was cool
Still amused, don’t excuse, made the rules
Home the school and PV crew