Retch - Livin' Wrong lyrics

[Intro] You ever be thinking like you ain't living right? You just wake up in the morning like damn, sh** is f**ed up Went to sleep last night thinking the same sh** Had dreams you wasn't living right, yeah, that life sh** is f**ed up...it's whatever though [Hook] I said I know I ain't living right But this world I live in ain't built for n***as like Us, made a n***a get up on this grind But I'm tryna get up out this life of crime But I'm, yeah, not to mention I was born with this dark skin And handed the short end of the bargain But I'm aiming for 2 story appartments And tryna get this space with my last name in the parking [Verse 1] Smoking weed every morning thinking I ain't living right f**ing with these trifling hoes then go home to my b**h at night Finna rob my plug, cause he playing with the f**ing price I'm tired of the Chef Boyardee and Ramen Noodles every night Police got me shook, having nightmares of them f**ing lights And since I'm popping all this molly, sh** is look extra bright The b**h I'm with a nympho, and all she ever want is pipe I couldn't get it up, and now she claiming that she going dyke Told that b**h go 'head, cause she got some wack head And when that b**h be s**ing she be s**ing like she half dead f** her, cause I ain't be with the bullsh** That's how it be when f**ing 'round with a hood b**h She be screaming and yelling, fussing that hood sh** Then turn around and go and give my jimmy a good lick, ha I swear to god this b**h confused, man I don't know what to do Man it's feeling like a lose, like [Hook] [Verse 2] Got all this Ralph Lauren sh**, I'm still living wrong as sh** I'm still busting stops but now I'm itching for a f**ing lick Set a p**y n***a up and get him for his f**ing grip Or run up in his f**ing crib and get him for his latest sh** Tie his b**h up if she got problems with me taking sh** And take my gun out put it by her p**y and just play with it Pawn the sh** I got and take the money to the drug spot Smoke the earnings up and then be looking for the next knock Justified my lack of self control with Y-O-L-O Bumping Drake at home, no H-O-M-O While I was smoking up my next meal I guess I finally figured out how being stressed feel Doing all I could I'm tryna get my digits right [?] I seen the other night I owe more money than I got that's why my pockets tight Damn, a n***a really ain't living right [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm drunk as f**, I'm tryna catch a robbery I hit the same street twice the police might be on to me Dipping through the bushes cause I seen the neighbours looking Got a warrant outta state and I ain't tryna see the bookings Got me booking like I just seen Book 'Em Feeling like the flash cause I'm still kinda mooking Got low through the backyards of unsuspecting samaritans Jetting like I guzzled bout 20 bottles of kerosene, or kerosene It's just all in my demeanour To violate the codes and statures of what is penile I'm screaming out f** the people, my life is just so illegal My son he gon' be the sequel, or black beanie no Sigel f** 'em all, I'm just tryna get this paper Middle finger to the police cause them n***as hate us I left my grandma's house and said I'll see you later Now it's seven months later, f** [Hook]