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letra de so wrong - friday ricky dred

hook:
the feeling is so wrong
and these nights is so long
i waited my whole life and i feel like i
can’t go on

the feeling is so strong
and these nights is so long
i waited my whole life and i feel like i
can’t go on

verse 1:
i can’t sleep i got drama in my night mares
stress k!llin me see it in my white hairs
i’m like yeah baby f-ck it i’ll be alright
all night moving product what i call life
many women but the streets what i call wife
broken hearts selfish n-gg- what i call trife

known vices left to my own devices
know prices cops trying to run my license
no psychic no i need to make a change
know money jeweler see me know to make a chain
make it rain no, make it so my family gain
plan the game how many of us plan for rain

plans change in a minute from the wrong move
n-gg-s can’t live an hour what i’ve gone through
n-gg-s can’t live a minute what i’m going through
in a second y’all gone see what i’m gon do
in a second ima flip if this don’t switch
pull the trigger then i’m f-ckin up this whole sh-t
drinking liquor had a n-gg- coming home sick
nights in prison had a n-gg- felling home sick
c-ke flip pretty b-tches let they nose drip
blow rick for the blow i stay focused
like it’s hopeless driving on the same road
live and die by this life how the game go

hook:
the feeling is so wrong
and these nights is so long
i waited my whole life and i feel like i
can’t go on

the feeling is so strong
and these nights is so long
i waited my whole life and i feel like i
can’t go on

verse 2:
i sit alone in a 4 cornered room with the stress in my brain roll it up in a backwood
keep it all the way a hundred/always got it how i want it/ and i’m hoping that she smash good
i drive around in these city streets
n-gg-s hustle what we eat/ get how i live it n-gg-
live and die by these triggers
how my daughter sposed to see me as a father figure
it’s frustrating when u hating life
and 2 wrongs and 1 night never make it right
i fight demons need a soul cleaning
you find meaning in my music leave my soul leanin’

i move work on the weekends
on the road to see ends
european engineering
feds try to run the interference
baby poppin up
mother’s son’s is disappearing
thought clearing when the henney finally went away
time served no vaca had to get away
grind on overtime depression be my mental state
in the 6 on hip where the metal stay
cheddar stay on my mind for the bottom line
drunk as f-ck on the grind only got him time
if i had to press rewind
i would do it all again/every minute for the second time

- friday ricky dred

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