Lyrics: WRITING MY WRONGS

There comes a moment in every man's life

When he must face the mirror

And answer for the things he's done in the dark

Because sooner or later, gentlemen, the dark gives way to light

And when it does, it burns bright enough to see everything


Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

I get faded, I'm writin' songs

I get faded and think about the ones who gone

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Rich as fuck and feel alone

Love, liquor, and hoes, is Hell where I belong?


I did a lotta wrong, spint a lotta blocks

I'm the reason couple opps got popped

Robbed a couple that was eighty years old

Probably reason some of my blessings got blocked

Before Slim got shot, I told him to stop

Hangin' out on the block when you know it's hot

I should've did more, I'm sad I did not

Now my friend gone, I feel guilty lettin' tears drop

Can't get that off my lid, pop a Perc', I'm off the grid

Young gangster, but I'm Pisces, sometime I'm soft as shit

Stand on ten, I'm is, keep it real, I'm is

Bought that bitch a car before I bought my mom a crib

Scandally, neglectin' in the family

Thoughts in my head, I'm fuckin' a new nanny

Scandally, you don't understand me

Told her what she wanna hear just to get them panties


Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

I get faded, I'm writin' songs

I get faded and think about the ones who gone

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Rich as fuck and feel alone

Love, liquor, and hoes, is Hell where I belong?


I love my baby boo, but I fucked her friend too

Thought I was slick, I turned around and fucked her whole crew

Baby boo found out about it and told me she was through

My triflin' ass tried to 'pologize by buyin' her a coupe

I'm a Westside nigga, that type shit we don't do

But listenin' to Future got me kinda confused

I admit the bitch got me breakin' rules

Told my main bitch, "My side bitch why I'm breakin' up with you"

Played me like a fool, all them fucked-up deals I signed

Hella young, gettin' fucked up, the drugs had my mind

The plug had my mind, the club had my mind

The Tree Top Pirus and the Bloods had my mind

Am I the reason gang got life?

This the type of shit I think at times

Even though I ain't know they was finna slide

Shouldn't have gave gang my bulletproof that night


Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

I get faded, I'm writin' songs

I get faded and think about the ones who gone

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Writin' my wrongs, I'm writin' my wrongs

Rich as fuck and feel alone

Love, liquor, and hoes, is Hell where I belong? (Ah)


Oh, open your heart (Open up)

Open up your mind (Open up)

Mm, you are safe in this place (Open up)

Just open up one time (Open up)