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Felisha Booker & Sylvester Manning

Maybe I'm Wrong

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Hip-Hop

Maybe I'm Wrong è stato pubblicato il 14 marzo 2016 da FirstCom Music come parte dell'album The Chronicles of Hip-Hop: That's What's Up

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumThe Chronicles of Hip-Hop: That's What's Up

Data di uscita14 marzo 2016

EtichettaFirstCom Music

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM84

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Sylvester Manning

Sylvester Manning

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Arthur Grey

Songwriter

Felisha Aileen Booker

Felisha Aileen Booker

Songwriter

Jerome Spence

Songwriter

Ronald Agee

Songwriter

Sylvester Manning

Sylvester Manning

Songwriter

Testi

I was born in the projects baby boy got three sisters

a victim of the obvious its only mama no mister

raised in the church so I'm tellin' you this real talk

on the right path with "the man" but man I'm still lost

didn't give a damn honestly really and straight up

Vip I belong to them streets no need to wait up

first gun a 22 first weapon a fishing knife

trying hard as hell but a _ can't get it right

hustler in my blood along with that _ and nicotine

anytime a young 'un was with his uncles this what he's seeing

smokin' and playin' cards drinkin' to that Al Green

what the _ you think I'm gon' be by time I'm sixteen

on the scene with that glock cocked by my _

trying to run a red cross you talking 'bout bleed or clot

I wan't all that _ you need to stop

you wastin' time get money

I may be wrong but listen up this my song

and if ya feel me mane sing along

I know I may be wrong but a _ just trying to live on

I'm trying to get it til the getting is gone

I know I may be wrong but a _ gotta keep his glock

cocked by his _ bleed the block

I know I may be wrong but aint no way I'm gon' stop

I'm gonna get it til the gettin' is gone

I know I may be wrong

It's another (yep, yep) track from them other _ _

butter (yep, yep) smacking hard off in ya whip _

don't get it twisted cause dudes be talking _

I live my life for nah _ except those i eat with creep with

on this mission to live comfortable i get it however

my hustle dictate degrees of the struggle

grinding hard is the key to the bubble crushing obstacles

yeah my path illogical but not to my opticals

if you see it you can be it be ready 'cause most can't

like them cars drippin' paint they flip-flop until you hit the tip-top

thats when you get ya _ rocked thrown in the deep end

it's best that you keep ya chips locked and play the prevent

guarantees be few if any how we live life

wall street stock crashing as we gamble for a slice

either way you go it's gonna be a price to pay

a toll at the gate pay it better days to play

bloody knuckles and all work stuffed in my draws

back against the wall I keep grindin'

reminding myself it's for my seeds gotta get 'em what they need

so until the day I leave I keep grindin'

finding ways to get the duckets if I die trying _ it

tell I did it 'cause I loved 'em I'm grindin'

notice exposed to the public a pit bull on cocaine

hungry for more change bring it back like rogaine I'm gindin'

not for porshes and jags to sit on porches with jab

kick back smoke a half laugh about his dad

be wit gizzle on 75 reminisce on our lives

whether we were wrong or right we kept grindin'

still with AG since the first day never be a split up

eat _ sleep get up keep grindin'

we finding the meaning of music without sayin' _

you know why we do it all yall _ useless we grindin'

Written by: Arthur Grey, Felisha Aileen Booker, Jerome Spence, Ronald Agee, Sylvester Manning

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