I Did You Wrong Lyrics I did you wrong, I admit I did I did you wrong, I admit I did But I, I'm facing the rest of my life alone I did you-I did you wrong-wrong Ohh wrong-wrong I did you wrong-wrong Ohh wrong-wrong (I know) I did, I did you wrong-wrong (Mims) Ohh wrong-wrong (Push Play) But I-I-I- (There's some shit I gotta get off my chest Shame on me, listen, how we gonna do this y'all) I hit it once right after I dissed her Then after that tried rap to a sister Same day, I had her ass in the bed y'all Same day and she giving me head y'all I don't lie, I'm a player for real I learn the game, so I'm playing the field I tell the truth, I don't fill her with lies They feel on my hair, I feel on thier thighs It's a tradeoff baby, it ain't a surprise You call me a 4, she call me a 5 That's 30 to skeet, and 30 to slide And according to me it's plenty of time, so I don't know what you tripping for We done went through this shit before A few women ain't going to like this song So I apologize now 'cause I did you, I did you wrong-wrong (I know I did you wrong) Ohh wrong-wrong (That's why I wrote this song) I did you wrong-wrong (I know I did you wrong) Ohh wrong-wrong (That's why I wrote this song) I did you, I did you wrong-wrong (I know I did you wrong) Ohh wrong-wrong (That's why I wrote this song) I, I, I did you wrong (But I aint' done yet, listen) I know this dame by the name of Susie Always in my ear like she ain't no groupie She like, 'We don't gotta rush tonight We can talk a lil' bit and watch a lil movie' I'm like 'Baby, I ain't K-Ci or JoJo' I'm trying to see where this bottle of Hypno' go I'm tyring to take this to the mo' and slide You show a lil' thigh, I show a lil' mojo I admit, I had to hit her with game But as soon as I hit it, I SPLIT! Now she sitting back mad, throwing dirt on my name Upset like 'He ain't shit' I don't know what you tripping for We done went through this shit before A few women ain't going to like this song So I apologize now 'cause (Repeat 1) It was Keisha, Pam, Tina and Stace Mary, Kay, Elena and Faith Sheena from 8th, Talia, Tamia Shia, Tia, Juanita, Rasheeda Beth, Tisha, Ruby, Judy Oh, f**k her, she never gave me no booty I kicked her out, sent her back to her crib 'Cause she was running her mouth about me eating her coochie Let's not forget about Michelle She tried to max out my cards like Blue Cantrell Some 'Hit 'Em Up Styles' shit She was my down bitch Until she heard I was f**king some out of town bitch I don't know what you tripping for We done went through this shit before A few women ain't going to like this song So I apologize now 'cause (Repeat 1 to fade)

We met when we were 16 You'd never see us apart Life was filled with salt and sunscreen And nothing was ever that hard We liked that What we have right now Isn't like that Tell me honestly Hey, did I do you wrong? Or is it more about You need a change of scene. Are you losing touch With who you used to be? Or do you need someone In your life that I can't be? I know the love of your dreams Was your priority. Now I only see you when they leave I know what that means So I didn't fight that. I never thought that You would be like that Did they pull you away? Or hey, did I do you wrong? Or is it more about You need a change of scene Are you losing touch With who you used to be Or do you need someone In your life that I can't be? Now you move in a different circle I'm on the road and never local So you never got time for me We don't even speak I don't like that Yeah, I never thought that We would be like that Tell me honestly Hey, did I do you wrong? Or is it more about You need a change of scene. Are you losing touch With who you used to be Or do you need someone In your life that I can't be? Hey, did I do you wrong? Or is it more about You need a change of scene. Are you losing touch With who you used to be Or do you need someone In your life that I can't be?

Na se anka me yɛ wo bribi mpoa Ɛwɔ sɛ3 anka wo tumi ka trɛ me You know Nti na mɛ su ɛsu ha loosu me voice And its so painful cus ɛka mɛ dɔ wohu nu ɛnyɛ easy Ma twia etwia wo school fees IPS ne ade ade Me danfo yɛnaa bɛ de me adanseɛ na diɛ me yɛyɛ dɔɔsu Spending cash And then you betryed me me gywini hu me nti asiyɛ Ah so where did i go wrong me ma wo cash, we twa wo flight Gucci shoes First class Amsterdam Trassaco building I had to choose between you and my family but i chose you You took me for a fool Miami Beach ATL Palm casino Who is who Jesus Christ i bought you five thousand worth of chicup ice Luxury life you were like a street huslter in paradise You close your eyes your wish is my command You'r still not satisfied I'm still suprised after all you dont respect my sacrifies Paul Smith Zarra Jeans True Religion Fendy tops UK shoping center Ɛgye sɛ ne ni hɛn hu one of the expensive shops me gye wo Range Na ɛyɛ second hand me sanso changy shorcks So tell me were did i go wrong you still dont give a fuck me fly ne maame Plastic surgery Doctor 90210 Wo papa kraa me kyɛ3 nu Burberry If you dont know now you know nut know its time to go dont want you no more And thats the way we end the show, bye All this years i'v always been by your side Look at me now all i can do is cry (i do is cry) All i can do is cry (You broke my heart baby) Wei su fri he obi nso me mu agye aaae the pain in my heart cant be defined All i can say is why Bye, bye baby Na se me kae ɛbɔa wo hɛ3 me so many secreats a wo de tɛ3 me Sɛ na wo nyem, sansu na ɛnyɛ mia boy bia wɔ te me bɛ3bi Frankly speaking You are so wicked Unpredictable Wo wea ma kuma ma wo kyɛ3 mu five But my God is wonderful So where did go wrong You just tell me where did i go wrong Me de me life maa wo anaa sɛ me ne wo tena for just too long I gave my life to you Me de ma kuma me maa wo sɛ gye ma fa Nea wo bɛ die Nea wo bɛ hɛ Afii kraa bebia wo be da Mɛn twea me nwea nu fees ama yɛ sacky no School drop out Kakraa wo bɛ die nti wo ne tanka driver nɛ3 kɔ out Joo mɛ num me hu rough I'm so disgusting Girls nu ɛtutu me joint me bank account All my savings susu craa yɛ me target point All this years i'v always been by your side Look at me now all i can do is cry All i can do is cry (You broke my heart baby) Wei su fri he obi nso me mu agye aaae The pain in my heart cant be defined (Cant be defined) All i can say is why, bye, bye baby what did i do wrong Where did i go wrong was my love too strong Tell me, teeell me baby Why did you do me wrong Why did you do me wrong Was my love too strong Teeell me, all this years i'v always been by your side Look at me now all i can do is cry all i can do is cry (You broke my heart baby) wei su fri he obi nso me mu agye aaae The pain in my heart cant be defined All i can say wow,l Bye bye baby ow ow ow ow ow oooo bye bye baby, bye bye baby bye bye baby, bye bye baby woo woo woo

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

Ah-ah-ah, hey Run that back, Turbo You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question I got a bitch like Keisha off of Belly Police got dogs and they can't even smell me Keep me a cup, I got a lean belly 20s on me, I call 'em green relish Balmain my jeans, if not, they embellished Too many vibes, they think I'm R. Kelly PH in the sky, we got 'em already PJ in the sky and I don't wanna land it Creepin' at night, the VLONE bandit I prayed to the sky and none of this was handed Worked all my life and now I understand it Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never tell it I got the sweetest sauce like jelly Try disrespect me, you all get beheaded I got the drip, they call me Dripavelli I held him down, that nigga was my celly Fuck you fuck niggas, never made me heartless Thank God, came and got me, used to shop at Target They cut out the coupe before we hit the market We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the party I done came a long way from openin' up for Carti Shades and my bracelets Cartier Carti Police's cases, all that we avoidin' The lean in my cup gettin' more and more muddy I shown all my love, I've never been a bully Got every color VLONE hoody Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no rookie I got this sauce, cream and puddin' I came with the drip, got everybody lookin' Cherish your blessings, easily could be tooken Send a front in, it's easy to get a book in You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a Patek Addicted to cabbage, the money relax me My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (skrrt) These camouflage denim like I just went campin' They still can't believe that I made it, they happy I been gettin' money before I was rappin' I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges My young nigga's solid, I know that he got me He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin' How foreign my tint is, I still rock the Jordan Packin' out shows, love my fans, they important And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a motor Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my odor I just started rappin', I made me some millions Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my city These bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50 I leveled it up, I've been handlin' business Gettin' 20 a night, every day, different city I just keep puttin' this syrup in my kidneys This the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee) I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (yeah, yeah) You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question (uh)