Meek Mill, Guordan Banks - Am I Wrong lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill, Guordan Banks - Am I Wrong lyrics]
Hop up out the block, straight to the jet
A nigga want it all what's wrong with that
More than a dream we the make money team
So tell what the fuck is wrong
I ain't wrong at all
After all of the time that I
Put in I deserve to ball
We ain't wrong at all
I done made my way to the
Top and I ain't falling off
We ain't wrong at all
Uh, am I wrong cause I want it all?
Ha, am I wrong cause I want to ball?
Am I wrong for dropping
Fifty on this Audemar?
Cause I remember times slinging dimes
By that corner store
Risking my freedom, ditching them people
I'm on them papers the system want
Me to give them a reason
So they can shatter my dreams
Now I'm a king
I'm riding Phantom Ghost you know
That my passenger mean
I'm with a bad bitch rolling out
Cause she ain't never had shit
Scoop her out the projects and
Put her in this Aston tell me am I wrong for
That nigga it's a passion
Stunting and balling
Balling and flexing then I cash in
I heard these suckers talking
What they heard about
But what these niggas talking it's
Just word of mouth
Fuck around I get them murdered though
Thirty grand I send the murder man
Just to blow them up
Hop up out the block, straight to the jet
A nigga want it all what's wrong with that
More than a dream we the make money team
So tell what the fuck is wrong
I ain't wrong at all
After all of the time that I
Put in I deserve to ball, oh
We ain't wrong at all
I done made my way to the
Top and I ain't falling off
We ain't wrong at all, no, no
A nigga want it all what's wrong with that
More than a dream we the make money team
So tell what the fuck is wrong
I ain't wrong at all
After all of the time that I
Put in I deserve to ball
We ain't wrong at all
I done made my way to the
Top and I ain't falling off
We ain't wrong at all
Uh, am I wrong cause I want it all?
Ha, am I wrong cause I want to ball?
Am I wrong for dropping
Fifty on this Audemar?
Cause I remember times slinging dimes
By that corner store
Risking my freedom, ditching them people
I'm on them papers the system want
Me to give them a reason
So they can shatter my dreams
Now I'm a king
I'm riding Phantom Ghost you know
That my passenger mean
I'm with a bad bitch rolling out
Cause she ain't never had shit
Scoop her out the projects and
Put her in this Aston tell me am I wrong for
That nigga it's a passion
Stunting and balling
Balling and flexing then I cash in
I heard these suckers talking
What they heard about
But what these niggas talking it's
Just word of mouth
Fuck around I get them murdered though
Thirty grand I send the murder man
Just to blow them up
Hop up out the block, straight to the jet
A nigga want it all what's wrong with that
More than a dream we the make money team
So tell what the fuck is wrong
I ain't wrong at all
After all of the time that I
Put in I deserve to ball, oh
We ain't wrong at all
I done made my way to the
Top and I ain't falling off
We ain't wrong at all, no, no