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I'm Wrong? Video (MV)




Performed By: Quadry
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Quadry Givs




Quadry - I'm Wrong? Lyrics




(A mother's love)

I ran away from home again I'm calling my dawg

Bouncing in the store again we looking for a gar

Boly f*ck soda can lightning in my jaw

Feel the sweetness in my throat again I'm sugared and I'm sharp

Better duck somebody start bussin' now we rushing to the whip

Somebody start cussin' I was crushin' all my chips

Drop my drink couldn't think straight I just gotta dip

Live today if the G say something on my hip

That rebuke all that he say

Where's QUAD when you need him know how to de-escalate

All he know is freedom f*ck it he in LA

Running from his demons

I'm a face mine I got to face mine



Hold on

Do you hate me?

I didn't try to run

I didn't try to run

I promise

You just bought a gun

It was with you every single day it had really took my place

I'm Wrong?



Time never waits for no man peep the slow hand

Lions is all we rarely know lambs gettin' money split it up with my bro-ham

When you go outside don't let the door slam



Back to the scene at hand somebody did a dance up the stairway to heaven

The sheriffs pulling up engines roaring and the revving

Weapons holstered and untucked Looking for a head to severe

It's a friday and You ain't got shit to do but get high mane

My best friend all in Cali getting fly mane

I gotta chase mine I gotta get mine I gotta get mine



Hold on

Do you love me?

I didn't want to stay

I didn't want to stay

I promise

I can love LA

I just bought a gun to be safe in these streets that we running

I'm Wrong?



Time never waits for no man peep the slow hand

Lions is all we rarely know lambs gettin' money spend it all with my bro-ham

Before you go outside don't let the door slam



Lay awake in a shotgun cocoon

When butterflies stampede

Dripping sweat that feels like syrup on your fingers

It's a normal cage

With a lock like any other

We levitate around the freeway

In bubbles filled with smoke

Sing a song about the way we were

So the noise reaches the acres of our birthright and echoes a new idea of who we truly are"
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English

(A mother's love)

I ran away from home again I'm calling my dawg

Bouncing in the store again we looking for a gar

Boly f*ck soda can lightning in my jaw

Feel the sweetness in my throat again I'm sugared and I'm sharp

Better duck somebody start bussin' now we rushing to the whip

Somebody start cussin' I was crushin' all my chips

Drop my drink couldn't think straight I just gotta dip

Live today if the G say something on my hip

That rebuke all that he say

Where's QUAD when you need him know how to de-escalate

All he know is freedom f*ck it he in LA

Running from his demons

I'm a face mine I got to face mine



Hold on

Do you hate me?

I didn't try to run

I didn't try to run

I promise

You just bought a gun

It was with you every single day it had really took my place

I'm Wrong?



Time never waits for no man peep the slow hand

Lions is all we rarely know lambs gettin' money split it up with my bro-ham

When you go outside don't let the door slam



Back to the scene at hand somebody did a dance up the stairway to heaven

The sheriffs pulling up engines roaring and the revving

Weapons holstered and untucked Looking for a head to severe

It's a friday and You ain't got shit to do but get high mane

My best friend all in Cali getting fly mane

I gotta chase mine I gotta get mine I gotta get mine



Hold on

Do you love me?

I didn't want to stay

I didn't want to stay

I promise

I can love LA

I just bought a gun to be safe in these streets that we running

I'm Wrong?



Time never waits for no man peep the slow hand

Lions is all we rarely know lambs gettin' money spend it all with my bro-ham

Before you go outside don't let the door slam



Lay awake in a shotgun cocoon

When butterflies stampede

Dripping sweat that feels like syrup on your fingers

It's a normal cage

With a lock like any other

We levitate around the freeway

In bubbles filled with smoke

Sing a song about the way we were

So the noise reaches the acres of our birthright and echoes a new idea of who we truly are"
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Writer: Quadry Givs
Copyright: Lyrics © SUNDAE SONGS LLC

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