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Young Scooter - Dont Wanna Be Right Ft Young Fresh Gucci Mane Lyrics

Don’t Wanna Be Right
Nigga whats wrong with you
And I don't wanna be right
If selling dope is wrong to you
Then I don't wanna be right
If sipping lean is wrong to you
I don't wanna be right
If checking off is wrong to you
Then I don't wanna be right
If getting money is wrong to you
Then I'll never be right
[I'll never be right] talk to em
Well i'm just smoking kush and sipping lean all my life
And I might have to pour a half of pint in all my sprites
If u see Gucci fighting a grizzly bear I'm aight
I bet I hit that grizzly bear ass with all my might
I had 2 dykes sucking my dick and that was just last night
I passed out from sipping lean but i'm alright
I put that blama on yo ass man I won't think twice
Don't give a damn they hating on me they hated on Jesus Christ
I got yo wife sucking dick with ice, that bitch go hard
I pulled yo card and I f*** yo broad pass her to the squad
You playing hard but don't think you smart
I just might pull out the garage take it apart and paint it orange
Cause I sell dope that make me different
That's how we eat the family business
Selling dope that shit ain't right but f*** it
I gotta feed my children
My son keep calling my baby mama trippin
Like a doctor I keep filling prescription
Wanted to sign a major deal but f*** that shit i'm independent
BMG my own business I could put you on niggas
6 months run paper chasing I ain't seen ma children
Top off seat back leaning riding to that Nipsey
Keep a bad bitch with me rolling Caviar swishy
See I done did it all fuc*** all a the bra
Drove all the cars hopping spree with dawg
See I done did it all fuc*** all a the bra
Drove all the cars hopping spree with dawg
I remember them days didn't sleep didn't bathe
Grind a lot carrying weight tryna [?] wit a pay
Just a young ni*** tryna profit off play
Just a Black ni*** with nappy temp fade
Probly f*** yo girl back in the tenth grade
I'm a hustlin ass ni*** man i'm stuck in my ways
I'm a gambling ass ni*** shoot dies dice play spades
Ran off on your boy cause you felt he was fake
Real ni*** for the real real ni*** go relate
Real ni*** go relate real ni*** everyday
Gotta keep it on me gotta keep the thang off safe
Gotta keep it on me gotta keep the thang on spray
Fly ass ni*** I ain't fuc*** with you bum ass bitch no time in the day
These ni*** telling on the low keep em out ma face
These ni*** playing snake they ain't playing shit straight
Riding hard mofucker go and get f*** wage
Working burger bar doe, she ain't taking pie scrapings
Where is you blazing that mofucker till it look amazing
Bring stam stam need the homie need to taste
Ever since I was a young ni*** gone man I fell in love with that money
Fell in love with that money most a these ni*** be really country
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