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livin' wrong - retch lyrics

[intro]
you ever be thinking like you ain’t living right?
you just wake up in the morning like d-mn, sh-t is f-cked up
went to sleep last night thinking the same sh-t
had dreams you wasn’t living right, yeah, that life
sh-t is f-cked up…it’s whatever though

[hook]
i said i know i ain’t living right
but this world i live in ain’t built for n-ggas like
us, made a n-gga get up on this grind
but i’m tryna get up out this life of crime
but i’m, yeah, not to mention i was born with this dark skin
and handed the short end of the bargain
but i’m aiming for 2 story appartments
and tryna get this sp-ce with my last name in the parking

[verse 1]
smoking weed every morning thinking i ain’t living right
f-cking with these trifling hoes then go home to my b-tch at night
finna rob my plug, cause he playing with the f-cking price
i’m tired of the chef boyardee and ramen noodles every night
police got me shook, having nightmares of them f-cking lights
and since i’m popping all this molly, sh-t is look extra bright
the b-tch i’m with a nympho, and all she ever want is pipe
i couldn’t get it up, and now she claiming that she going dyk-
told that b-tch go ‘head, cause she got some wack head
and when that b-tch be sucking she be sucking like she half dead
f-ck her, cause i ain’t be with the bullsh-t
that’s how it be when f-cking ’round with a hood b-tch
she be screaming and yelling, fussing that hood sh-t
then turn around and go and give my jimmy a good l!ck, ha
i swear to god this b-tch confused, man i don’t know what to do
man it’s feeling like a lose, like

[hook]

[verse 2]
got all this ralph lauren sh-t, i’m still living wrong as sh-t
i’m still busting stops but now i’m itching for a f-cking l!ck
set a p-ssy n-gga up and get him for his f-cking grip
or run up in his f-cking crib and get him for his latest sh-t
tie his b-tch up if she got problems with me taking sh-t
and take my gun out put it by her p-ssy and just play with it
p-wn the sh-t i got and take the money to the drug spot
smoke the earnings up and then be looking for the next knock
justified my lack of self control with y-o-l-o
bumping drake at home, no h-o-m-o
while i was smoking up my next meal
i guess i finally figured out how being stressed feel
doing all i could i’m tryna get my digits right
[?] i seen the other night
i owe more money than i got that’s why my pockets tight
d-mn, a n-gga really ain’t living right

[hook]

[verse 3]
i’m drunk as f-ck, i’m tryna catch a robbery
i hit the same street twice the police might be on to me
dipping through the bushes cause i seen the neighbours looking
got a warrant outta state and i ain’t tryna see the bookings
got me booking like i just seen book ’em
feeling like the flash cause i’m still kinda mooking
got low through the backyards of unsuspecting samaritans
jetting like i guzzled bout 20 bottles of kerosene, or kerosene
it’s just all in my demeanour
to violate the codes and statures of what is penile
i’m screaming out f-ck the people, my life is just so illegal
my son he gon’ be the sequel, or black beanie no sigel
f-ck ’em all, i’m just tryna get this paper
middle finger to the police cause them n-ggas hate us
i left my grandma’s house and said i’ll see you later
now it’s seven months later, f-ck

[hook]

- retch lyrics

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