Kevin Gates - Right Game Wrong N**** lyrics

[Kevin Gates - Right Game Wrong N**** lyrics]

Nigga, I ain't never gon' stop
Grinding ya heard me?
(Real ice on the rollie bust down) ayy, ayy
I been played
Been betrayed it take a toll on you
Some stay the same, most change
Others fold on you i'm a giver
Heart bigger and it beat a lil' different
I forgive and don't forget it
Right game wrong nigga
Say: "Right game wrong nigga"
Say: "Right game wrong nigga"

In the cell talking to myself (I do)
I used to look out the window (I did)
Growing hair all over my head a
Lot of things I envisioned
(Things I envisioned, no)
I ain't see Mazi leaving me before
I got out of prison
(I got out of prison, no)
I ain't see me doing time
After I finished a sentence
Loud thunder help me sleep
I hear the rain when it trickle
Dying on the inside unforgettable feeling
Crying on the inside think
About how you living
Whole pack touch down don't
Complain I deliver
18 wheeler deliver the load
Tryna keep the wheel on the road
Dealt with the H, I left it alone
Fast lane I'm holding my own
Fast pace you know that I'm- (What up?)
Cash gang you know what I'm strong
My last gang was doing me wrong
Bad days is how we move on
Facts change and then we go home
Bread gang you know I'm a don
In last place, you honking your horn
Hamstring done got a lil' sore
Crangrape you know I'ma pour
Bag chasing got us a foreign
Catching cases got a lil' boring
Flashing chains and diamonds performing
Flashing chains and diamonds performing

Real ice (Ayy) , bling blaow
Real ice, bling blaow
Real ice on the rollie, buss down
Bread Winner team nigga look who up now

You know, a lot of times a nigga get in your
Ear and hype you up to do some
Shit that they don't have the heart to
Do - you know what I'm saying?
But you know I'm not a send-off man
Ya heard me?

I open the door for 'em
I bought me a 4 door (yeah)
I took her out the country
I like when she call me country
Blocks I'm babysitting (Boom)
Super polite in public
Took a lil' trip, order some drip
I cook a lil' white in front her (For real)
I'm pulling her hair, ass in the air
I'm putting it right in her stomach
I'm thuggin' I'm not 'bout to fumble
(Ha ha ha)
Money room thumbing through hundreds
Touchin' a lot of blue hundreds (Brr)
I'm muggin' I'm walking through Onyx
Ain't nothing that I'm running from
I was taught how to run it up
All this pressure getting applied
These niggas shit be twinkling but
They shit not like mine
(They shit not like mine)
Got buku niggas dissing me but
I am not surprised (I am not surprised)
Astaghfirullah make salat and lot
Of meditation vibes (Meditation vibes)
I take the H mix it up, put that in a vice
(Put that in a vice)
5-ton jack re-compress from both sides
(Re-compress from both sides)
No matter how it turn out just
Know that I'll be just fine (Just fine)
I'm prolly bout to say some shit
I know you won't like
(I know you won't like)
Yo bitch was over here with
Me just the other night (The other night)
And she said you two
Been through some things
In me she can confide in (She can confide)
And powered up the blunt and told
Her lets go take a ride
Speeding up the mountains with my
Hands all on her thigh

Let you get on top and let you ride slow
Mmm, I’m pressure baby

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