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Ain't Right
105
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ain't Right was released on March 10, 2020 by A.A.M.B (All Bout My Brothers) Records as a part of the album Raised Different
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Release DateMarch 10, 2020
LabelA.A.M.B (All Bout My Brothers) Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lazz Quinn
Lazz Quinn
Songwriter

Lyrics

Gotta watch your back when these **** come around
It ain't no telling what they'll do for the clout
'Bout shot a **** last night without a question
That na na na is what i keep for protection yeah
I just be boxing my thoughts in
She asked why i like so exhausted
'Cause chasing a bag get exhausting
Yeah
Fucked with these **** and lost shit
When bro kept it real, it was cost less
And look at the money we brought in
Yeah
Nonsense
I pay no mind to the nonsense
I just be on my "on sight" shit
I don't get rowdy on comments
Crack that boy egg if he try shit
Fold his shit up like an omelette
I just be on my good vibe shit
But these **** bring out the violence
Yeah yeah
Dont tell me u love me cause that shit just fuck with my conscience
Yeah yeah
Cause love shows itself, and really your actions just hide it
Yeah yeah
See love in her eyes how she hop right on top it and ride me
Yeah yeah
Love is the bond that i got with my brothers, we tied in
Yeah, Elevation from the bottom, the process got me feeling good
Told em "Speak up", All that mumbling, "what u say lil ****? ain't hear it good"
Quick replacement for that popper, them pigs tryna take bro shit for good
Lotta bumps and curvs on the road to success, but a **** still steering good
Gotta watch your back when these **** come around
It ain't no telling what they'll do for the clout
'Bout shot a **** last night without a question
That na na na is what i keep for protection yeah
I just be boxing my thoughts in
She asked why i like so exhausted
'Cause chasing a bag get exhausting
Yeah
Fucked with these **** and lost shit
When bro kept it real, it was cost less
And look at the money we brought in
Yeah
Get your money right yeah
Don't trust these Bitches they too sly yeah
They'll fuck your **** out of spite yeah
Yeah
The streets got my life yeah
I done sacrificed shit
Many many times yeah
Like a middle schooler
Gotta keep a ruler
Remember riding scooters
Now them **** shooters
Used to be a hopper
Pass bro the body, he gone "alley oop" yah
Ain't no tellin how the **** gone do yah
Leave no trace might hit you with a ruger yah
Stack up the trap money for when the fast money come slow
Cause I been broke and it was a lonely lonely road
The only known haters be the ones that are unknown
& These **** wired, I avoid em like jumprope
Gotta watch your back when these **** come around
It ain't no telling what they'll do for the clout
'Bout shot a **** last night without a question
That na na na is what i keep for protection yeah
I just be boxing my thoughts in
She asked why i like so exhausted
'Cause chasing a bag get exhausting
Yeah
Fucked with these **** and lost shit
When bro kept it real, it was cost less
And look at the money we brought in
Yeah
Written by: Lazz Quinn
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