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Wrong!!
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wrong!! was released on June 28, 2026 by Splacho Llc as a part of the album Splacho 4
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Release DateJune 28, 2026
LabelSplacho Llc
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Engineer

Lyrics

I had plenty nights that went left when I cut up
Plenty nights I should've left, man just shut up
It's crazy how the wrong that I did felt right
It's really crazy how the right went wrong
Tossin' and turnin' in my sleep, head tight cause I ain't eat
Lord know I know defeat, humble me, woe is me
A hundred miles to a crash out, couple pounds in the stash house
Open mouths with they hands out, can't say they never cashed out
I broke a few hearts that I ain't never get to mend
It was never out of spite, they just couldn't comprehend
Know them roots run deep, yeah **** know I'm him
Family tree that's on my soul, they mistake me for a timb
Lost some branches on the road, and they won't even near old
Had to cut a couple off, lord don't keep my heart cold
I'm always there if they need me, let's square like a TV
Up like a TD, hungry like a D-League
Player, nah baby I just crush a lot
No diddies, but baby I do puff a lot
Gas city, they say I got petroleum
Even though I'm on the road, I don't roll with them
I had plenty nights that went left when I cut up
Plenty nights I should've left, man just shut up
It's crazy how the wrong that I did felt right
It's really crazy how the right went wrong
Tossin' and turnin' in my sleep, head tight cause I ain't eat
Lord know I know defeat, humble me, woe is me
A hundred miles to a crash house, a couple pounds in the stash house
Open mouths with they hands out, can't say they never cashed out
I remember times when I had to throw them hands around
More about respect, sometimes I need that cash now
I need more, nothin' less, I need some shit that I can pass down
Over blowin' I invest, on some shit that I don't have now
I'm talkin' overseas, currencies lifes a breeze for my daughters
My son, my mini-me, he gettin' everything that's for him
My woman lean on me, and she know I'm gon' support her
It's crazy how some wrongs got us right in order
I spoke my mind sometimes when I could've stayed silent
I know peace, be still, but I still got violent
Had beef with"chill", now they slide right by me
I'm on defense still, cause they still look grimy
I had plenty nights that went left when I cut up
Plenty nights I should've left, man just shut up
It's crazy how the wrong that I did felt right
It's really crazy how the right went wrong
Tossin' and turnin' in my sleep, head tight cause I ain't eat
Lord know I know defeat, humble me, woe is me
A hundred miles to a crash out, couple pounds in the stash house
Open mouths with they hands out, can't say they never cashed out
Written by: Desmone Derel Dickerson
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