Freeway & The Jacka - Write My Wrongs lyrics

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Freeway & The Jacka - Write My Wrongs lyrics

[Freeway] They say another raise in Southern Cali, throw your rain gear on Cuz' it's guaranteed to pour down when our brains storm I am a con that is m**m like Akon, it just so happens I do music for the mean time This is how I'm eating, my family I'm feedin' no way How can I tell them there's no food when it's grub time I know how that sh** feel, I used to be up in that lunch line They eatin' McDonald's while my [?] But my mother loved me, I swear to God she tried to do her best So my first check, got her a new address Take off that old thing, mother, here's your newer dress We movin' up, we finally made it we are truly blessed, yes [Chorus] I keep it real when I right my songs I'm just a street n***a write right my wrongs I gotta go and get that paper, salute the wife and kiss the kids if we don't make it home I keep it real when I write my music I'm just a street n***a tryna right my wrongs I gotta keep them things movin', salute the wife and kiss the kids if we don't make it home [The Jacka] A lot of dope months, but I never recop Cuz I come through again and lay down the whole spot I made my momma worry, but I tell her don't cry I'm in this rap sh** and I'm never gon' flop I'm like a young king, [?] Allah My brothers doin' time, I pray you make it back We need you out here, it's hard no doubt My n***a Ron C, I hope you make it out My n***a Young Kaz I know you'll make it out If it was up to me, I'd tell em' free you now But it ain't up to me, don't let em' get you down Just remember you a G, and you make us all proud I keep it real when I right my songs I'm just a street n***a write right my wrongs I gotta go and get that paper, salute the wife and kiss the kids if we don't make it home I keep it real when I write my music I'm just a street n***a tryna right my wrongs I gotta keep them things movin', salute the wife and kiss the kids if we don't make it home