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Wrongs

Krept & Konan, Jhené Aiko20 Oct 2017

Wrongs Lyrics

You keep doing me how you want

You just might end up all alone

But be careful, lower your tone

I know it's b**ches in your phone

I ain't the type, let a ni**a run all on my sh*t

A ni**a crazy, it's just because all the love that I give

You keep doing me how you want

I'm steady writing down your wrongs

You need to slow down

Whatcha mean 'What's my password?'

Go put my phone down

I didn't know you was crazy

But girl I know now

You heard someone in the background

That's why you drove round

Like Konan when she hiding

Lately been off, arguing with me 'cause

Your friends keep sending you screenshots

And I don't wanna argue but then when I ask you

Where you always hear sh*t, there's someone in the bathroom

You know I ain't with the mix up

So go tell your bredrins to fix up

'Cause it's always the same ones

Say I've got girls but can't name none

You keep doing me how you want

You just might end up all alone

But be careful, lower your tone

I know it's b**ches in your phone

I ain't the type, let a ni**a run all on my sh*t

A ni**a crazy, it's just because all the love that I give

You keep doing me how you want

I'm steady writing down your wrongs

So many ways, your heart broke in so many ways

And I'm the one to blame, that's what so many say

I hate your friends with a passion

I hate your friends with a passion

Always in your ears but ain't had a man for years

But they stay steady gassing

One time, one time

Can you do this for me one time, one time

Can you give a ni**a one sign, one sign

That you remember the fun times, fun times

You think I'm one two-timing

You come through wilding

My Instagram you signed in

Like 'Who's DM's you slide in?'

Now you hella gassed

That garbage excuse all men are trash

You keep doing me how you want

You just might end up all alone

But be careful, lower your tone

I know it's b**ches in your phone

I ain't the type, let a ni**a run all on my sh*t

A ni**a crazy, it's just because all the love that I give

You keep doing me how you want

I'm steady writing down your wrongs

I get smoked because I always feel you're faded

But that's cool and I'm cool 'cause I've been fading

It's kinda hard but I can't keep chasing

All this time you've been running, I've been sitting waiting

You keep doing me how you want

You just might end up all alone

But be careful, lower your tone

 

I know it's b**ches in your phone