I DONT WANNA BE RIGHT

I'm from where a lot of kids parents was rolling stones
Make no mistake, I been through projects and mobile homes
These are the breaks, when moving product on mobile phones
Why is it always the shooters talking in lower tones
Bitch it's The Uce, the beat sound like some Mobb Deep
But I'm from the west, palm tree's in the concrete
And I don't suggest, you walk around oblivious cause the killer's is stressed
Make your face look hideous a despicable mess
I don't know who they talking bout when they say he ain't nice
Should've paid for the feature but now I'm changing my price
Had my boots on the ground, going through dangerous nights
You could call me a teacher and learn a thing about life
But don't talk about activist if it ain't in my sprite
If you ain't help me grow, then you ain't in my life
I don't like meeting rappers they always draining my light
Always acting like bitches and always paying for likes
If I ain't in the hood I'm on a long drive
Rapping in code no evidence on my hard drive
She gave me head so I'd forget about the hard times
Let me record it then I stored it in my archives
I been a player for, shit, too many moon's cuzz
I'll die alone if I don't start a family soon cuzz
Honestly I ain't really tripping over true love
While you bull shittin' come over and get your womb crushed

If gettin' paper is wrong
I don't wanna be right
Y'all been in the darkness so long
Gotta follow the light
If gettin' paper is wrong
I don't wanna be right
Y'all been in the darkness so long
Gotta follow the light

Fuck it
I might as well gone and kick another verse
A product of these land barons raping mother earth
Imagining if colonizers never hit my turf
Interrupted my growth and vaccinated me at birth
Show me the way my environment would've looked
Instead of living like crooks and fighting with James Cook
How the fuck my people go from the jungles of Polynesia
To fighting like gladiators with ghetto's as colosseums
These people used to put us in zoo's, even museums
Now we putting each other in dirt, and mausoleums
Respect me and I'll respect you, the policy is
So hard to follow when all the promises always hollow
And everybody got something to say, instead of listen
What happened to all that back in the day, and the tradition
I feel like we been losing our way
they say evolve and adapt so if I clap it's okay
Just sing along y'all

If gettin' paper is wrong
I don't wanna be right
Y'all been in the darkness so long
Gotta follow the light
If gettin' paper is wrong
I don't wanna be right
Y'all been in the darkness so long
Gotta follow the light