I dont wanna be right I dont wanna be right I dont wanna be right I rather live A lonely life Everyday I wake up I still think about the past I would wakeup in the morning With the same clothes on my back I would take the money That I made And give it to my dad I was present on the block But I was absent in the class Oooooh So hard for a young brother I hardly saw my self And barely Every saw my mother I got in trouble everyday Because I loved the drama Didnt understand how My first name had changed To brandys brother I grew up insight of you Everybody know I was a fool Red laces in my tennis shoes I blow money On my dead homies funerals The critics say Im out acting a fool Im tired of being excused Im putting out these sex tapes Im just living my life Just because Im making money And my chain so bright I make the night time day Cause my wrist so light I dont wanna be right I dont wanna be right I dont wanna be right I rather live A lonely life
wan, right, money, rather, everyday