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never said it's right - joey fatts lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’ve been through some sh*t, you n*ggas can’t relate
walked through the fire and looked the devil in his face, huh
watchin’ for they hits ’cause these n*ggas snakes
how i made it out this sh*t? i took that leap of faith
play my cards, keep my poker face, this sh*t ain’t nothin’, n*gga
you ain’t gon’ never be happy watchin’ them other n*ggas
ayy, two virgils, keep that sh*t a hunnid, n*gga
ayy, this sh*t personal, out here tryna hunt a n*gga
block bangin’, my stomach touchin’
you ain’t official for me, hood boy, don’t get k!lled for nothin’, ayy
never catch me clubbin’, dawg, i’m countin’ hundreds, ayy
they tell me count my blessings, sh*t, i’m countin’ money
i make the city look good
long beach, in my city i’m suge
they sendin’ threats and i’m wishin’ they would, huh
ain’t at my best, but they wishin’ they could
like, d*mn, when this young n*gga get so good? i’m on my sh*t, n*gga
mama baby wasn’t raised to be no b*tch n*gga
like this car automatic, but we got stick with us
like, why n*ggas hatin’? boy, come get rich with us
send some shots at his frame, he get the big picture

[chorus]
huh, on the late night
young n*gga grindin’ to get this cake right
i never said it’s right, i’m just livin’ life
if you need that sh*t, i got it for a cheaper price
pray to god and then i get my hustle on
weight up on my shoulders, put some muscle on
globaltel some money on my phone
i do this for my n*ggas who ain’t comin’ home
[verse 2]
huh, wayside, that’s the thunderdome
n*gga, you better get your tussle on
never worked for the city, but know how to serve a zone
n*ggas on some sucka sh*t, but bro, to each his own
that ain’t the type of sh*t that we be on
i’m on some hustle so i never need a loan
i’m on some family, my daughter, i can’t leave alone
so if a n*gga in the way, then we gone get ’em gone
ten years in the game and i’m still going strong
n*ggas told me i was movin’ wrong
now them same n*ggas ask if they can come along
they see a n*gga gettin’ rich up off these songs
they see a n*gga gettin’ rich up off clothes
only speak about the hustle ’cause that’s all i know
but if you talkin’ money, bro, that’s all i quote
a n*gga gettin’ to it, but i need some more

[chorus]
huh, on the late night
young n*gga grindin’ to get this cake right
i never said it’s right, i’m just livin’ life
if you need that sh*t, i got it for a cheaper price
pray to god and then i get my hustle on
weight up on my shoulders, put some muscle on
globaltel some money on my phone
i do this for my n*ggas who ain’t comin’ home

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