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Artiste : Rod Wave
Titre : Got It Right
(Pipe that shit up TNT)
Yeah, uh, uh, oh, oh-oh
I, I just been cool and out the way, you know
You know what I´m sayin´?

Out the way
(Shaad got K´Rounds)
Oh, oh
Fifteen ways in here
Fifteen ways in here
Ayy, yeah, ayy
You know just in case you was wonderin´
You know
Yeah, yeah, listen

I put the city on my back, like a motherfuckin´ quarterback
Chasing after paper, I don´t care ´bout where the party at
In the Rolls dolo, gettin´ loaded off a party pack
Heard my dawg was hatin´ and I could´ve caught a heart attack

Say I did her wrong, but I still say she started it
Had my childish ways, either way you where my heart is at
Came a long way, me and my sister totin´ laundry bags
Writtin´ songs, foldin´ clothes at the laundromat
I used to wake up, walk to school, wonderin´ where my life was headed
I know my dreams coming ´cause I´m willin´ and I´m ready
Breakin´ in houses for the skrilla, I still regret it
Built this up from the ground, I promise I´ma protect it
Lookin´ over my shoulder every time I dot the door
Big ol´ pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know (Grah)

That if he play, he gotta go, I´ll see you later, adios (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
All I wanted was the dough, it ain´t no more kickin´ doors, I ain´t gotta live like that no more, oh
Them rappin´ songs made me a millionaire, yeah
And buildin´ homes gon´ make me a billionaire
Catch a case without a bond, let´s see who really care
See who really care
You know the city too little, you niggas too loud, the feds on the way, they say
A boy got hit with an indictment today, I pray
Everybody make it back home safe, I pray, yeah
You know the rap game so pussy, they ain´t wanna give me a chance
A nigga kicked the door down and forced ´em to let me in

Another tour confirmed, I get to see all my fans (Yeah)
Every night on the mic, four hundred and fifty bands
Who I am (Damn)
You don´t understand
See it´s a cold, cold world, growin´ up so fast
I´ll tell you the story, you still don´t know the half
Early mornings and late night flights (Yeah)
Choppas and handguns protectin´ my life
Just to be standin´, fell so many times (Yeah)
Finally figured it out, finally got it right
Yeah, yeah-yeah, finally got it right

Just to figure it out, just to be a young nigga in this world
And to figure it out

I mean, I´m still learnin´, I´m still
I still , a lotta shit is fucked up
But I´m maintainin´ in this world, just to be livin´
You know, bills paid, everything all good
You know, growin´ up in this shit, I had to find myself
See what was for me, you know?
And I got my fans, I know all this shit is blessin´ me and I appreciate it
Finally got it right