Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Right Game Wrong Nigga, artist - Kevin Gates. Date of issue: 27.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Right Game Wrong Nigga |
| Ayy, ayy |
| I been played, been betrayed it take a toll on you |
| Some stay the same, most change, others fold on you |
| I’m a giver, heart bigger and it beat a lil' different |
| I forgive and don’t forget it, right game wrong nigga |
| Say: «Right game wrong nigga» |
| Say: «Right game wrong nigga» |
| In the cell talking to myself (I do), I used to look out the window (I did) |
| Growing hair all over my head a lot of things I envisioned (Things I envisioned, |
| no) |
| I ain’t see Mazi leaving me before I got out of prison (I got out of prison, no) |
| I ain’t see me doing time after I finished a sentence |
| Loud thunder help me sleep |
| I hear the rain when it trickle |
| Dying on the inside unforgettable feeling |
| Crying on the inside think about how you living |
| Whole pack touch down don’t complain I deliver |
| 18 wheeler deliver the load |
| Tryna keep the wheel on the road |
| Dealt with the H, I left it alone |
| Fast lane I’m holding my own |
| Fast pace you know that I’m- (What up?) |
| Cash gang you know what I’m strong |
| My last gang was doing me wrong |
| Bad days is how we move on |
| Facts change and then we go home |
| Bread gang you know I’m a don |
| In last place, you honking your horn |
| Hamstring done got a lil' sore |
| Crangrape you know I’ma pour |
| Bag chasing got us a foreign |
| Catching cases got a lil' boring |
| Flashing chains and diamonds performing |
| Flashing chains and diamonds performing |
| Real ice (Ayy), bling blaow |
| Real ice, bling blaow |
| Real ice on the rollie, buss down |
| Bread Winner team |
| Nigga look who up now |
| You know, a lot of times a nigga get in your ear and hype you up to do some |
| shit that they don’t have the heart to do -- you know what I’m saying? |
| But you know I’m not a send-off man, ya heard me? |
| I open the door for 'em |
| I bought me a 4-door (Yeah) |
| I took her out the country |
| I like when she call me country |
| Blocks I’m babysitting (Boom) |
| Super polite in public |
| Took a lil' trip, order some drip |
| I cook a lil' white in front her (For real) |
| I’m pulling her hair, ass in the air |
| I’m putting it right in her stomach |
| I’m thuggin' I’m not 'bout to fumble (Hahaha) |
| Money room thumbing through hundreds |
| Touchin' a lot of blue hundreds (Brr) |
| I’m muggin' I’m walking through Onyx |
| Ain’t nothing that I’m running from, I was taught how to run it up |
| All this pressure getting applied |
| These niggas shit be twinkling but they shit not like mine (They shit not like |
| mine) |
| Got buku niggas dissing me but I am not surprised (I am not surprised) |
| Astaghfirullah make salat and lot of meditation vibes (Meditation vibes) |
| I take the H mix it up, put that in a vice (Put that in a vice) |
| 5-ton jack re-compress from both sides (Re-compress from both sides) |
| No matter how it turn out just know that I’ll be just fine (Just fine) |
| I’m prolly bout to say some shit I know you won’t like (I know you won’t like) |
| Yo bitch was over here with me just the other night (The other night) |
| And she said you two been through some things, in me she can confide in (She |
| can confide) |
| And powered up the blunt and told her lets go take a ride |
| Speeding up the mountains with my hands all on her thigh |
| Let you get on top and let you ride slow |
| Mmm, I’m pressure baby |