Dead Wrong / Thoughts lyrics

[Intro]
If 3K didn't do it, it ain’t right
Yeah

[Rylo Rodriguez]
One of my n*ggas say he got killed before his birthday, it scarred me
Wish I could've told Joe, "Don't hit that lick", my fault, I’m sorry
[?] 'bout no n*gga when they tried to rob me
From the pj's to a penthouse, can't get in without a fob key
I was thinking that n*gga stole from me, knowing I was dead wrong
He ain't get the chance to live right, got shot and now he dead wrong
Know it's crazy how you can feel [?] borrow headphones

Fifty thousand in four pockets, that's just one of my shows
We f*cked first night, she lied to the world like she was one of my hoes
I got somе n*ggas stuck in the pen' but they ain’t ablе to bowl
Know a deadbeat who never played with his kids, he’d rather play with his nose

Fig just came home, Ghetto just did too
Section 8, project baby, I came through with the doors up
Lot of people left me past, and I ain't have to tell ’em "hold up"
Ice around my neck, it won't thaw out, it's really frozen

You talked about me bad
They did me like Durant
I left my city, win these rings
My first tape went number one
Chopper sing like Avant
I'm from where a n*gga will rob his cousin and still hug his aunt
Kel-Tec, .223’s, Micro Draco, laws out
It'a a lot of these n*ggas cap, I take my hat off, on my bald spot
We talked 'bout this sh*t together, we 'posed to be celebratin'
[?] took the stairs, we just was elevatin'
Bad as I want to, I cannot trust you
'Posed to be my brother, you left, it ain't going right
Called [?] like I thought we was locked in for life