Wrong Lane ft. Z-Soul Lyrics

This new gun say

Stainless steel

But still got a stain on the steel

It's crazy how his brain hit the wheel

Then we drown all the thoughts

Like the pain isn't real

Knowing somebody's coming back

And he's aiming to kill

All the shit we go through

Is building up and it hurts

But only when it's dark

Do demons fill up the church

Only light's from the moon

And it's dim cause colored windows

Won't let it shine

And it's screwing a brother's mental

Niggas want wealth and a chain

But can't get health in their brain

Fuck it man

What else to explain

Niggas living in a project maze

That's mad complex

Niggas feel trapped

So they scrap the God concept

What's next

Niggas creeping and bust tics

Shells hitting the ground

And they squeeze

Til' there's none left

Ditching the ski mask

Clipping the weed fast

Shook because you wishing

That a bitch didn't see that

And we just riding around

It's like three in the morning

I'm high

You high

She high

We high

And I'm drunk too

But I still know what's going on

I'm in the back seat

We in the wrong lane

On a back street

And who I'm with

I don't really trust

And my phone's on two percent

There's a gun in the car

And can't see straight

And nigga

I just wanna go to the crib

Man I swear

That I don't even like hanging

And this bitch saying

Light up

All it takes is police now to fuck the night up

You don't know what a werewolf bout

Til you air one out

And all the brain near his ear come out

Yo at night

It's the curb I use

To see the mac rounds

Then it's from a bird eye view

But like a bat now

Niggas got it all for you

And it's hard boiled

That's why I see the fiends stoned like a Gargoyle

What they killed that nigga for by the liquor store

Was it over pitching raw

White as Demi Moore

Some let the semi roar

And there's plenty more

Who ain't make it to they gun

Now let's let the Henny pour

Let it splash for my niggas deceased or in the bullpen

So many gone

I ain't been to the hood since

I don't like to drive passed it

My mind's blasted

Trying to escape from the things that life flashes

Memories

Images

Trauma

Hood crimes

Energy

Sentences

Drama

The good times

I don't really trust them

That's why I gotta hustle

They don't show love in my city

I just got to get it

I stayed on my grind

Cause they hate to see you shine

And I don't really trust them

That's why I gotta hustle

Cause they don't show no love

They hate to see you

Hate to see you shine

You know it's my time