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letra de right or wrong (reprise) - r dotta

[chorus]
cause n-ggas is gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong
gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong

[verse]
today’s agenda was to make it out
and do it loud as no adventure in the safer route
my bank account has got me starving, so i’m staking out
that was the reason
but trust me, dawg, it’s like my third time trying vegan
but i’m feenin scheming on something tender
riding low and i’m creepin
peeping behind the windows
if i see him, i’ma get him
caught him serving his last to this junkie
perfect timing, no drugs cause i just want the re-up money and his jewelry so i can p-wn it
i do my thing and skirt off easily, just like a harlot
and if we honest, i can’t look me in the mirror
but if i weighed me on the scale, it’s probably lesser than them bills that’s been piling in the mail
i’m be coming a sh-ll of my former being
my mind and my heart disagreeing
at nights i’ve been hardly sleeping
then it riddles me
this how you stay alive or your demise?
will karma catch up to me come and catch up to me, is this how i must survive?
[chorus]
gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong
gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong

[verse]
think of the loss and pour a beer out
i close my eyes, squeeze a tear out
then open up, ’cause i can’t let this fear out
facing the rough
it’s like my cheeks when i grow my beard out
stressing got me wanting to pull my hair out
but outside i’m calm
i’m not the only one hiding in plain sight
getting by on his charm
performing flawless with no stage fright
i wonder what they riddle me as
i’m asking people if they fine, when i need to be asked
i needed me that life that nas rapped about on tracks with lauryn
that i dream about at night, to wake up to this h-ll and morning
but if i ruled the world, i’d be dead by the weekend
wasn’t supposed to grow my seed got planted in the cement
but don’t judge my k!ller, blame his demons
and the fact that on that day i presented myself as everything he needed
caught him on that deep end
drowning in his sorrows
just trying to stay afloat until tomorrow
[chorus]
n-ggas is gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong
gettin high just to balance lows
my hands shakin, loading talons in this calico
a different feeling, i’ll get numb to it i suppose
then out the door i pray to god to make it back to home
right or wrong

- r dotta

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