WRITE MY WRONGS

[Intro: nobigdyl.]
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2Peece to your mouth, uh
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Yeah

[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
Made a promise to my baby that I'll never raise my voice (Never)
I won't leave you lonely, girl, I'll never make that choice
Growin' up, I saw my share of broken promises
I heard broken bottles, I didn't hear enough apologies
I saw momma's heart break, yeah (Heart break), I don't talk about it (Don't)
Feel like I'm on frozen water when I walk around it (It's froze)
And I know I have my demons, I ain't squeamish
Was addicted to the skin up on my screen, but then I beat it
You see a crowd of people that be clappin' when they see us
But you wouldn't know this pain until you strappin' up these Tevas
Lil' Dyllie, huh, I turned from a savage to a leader
I done hurt a lot of people, now I'm tryna lend an ear (Ear)
Hopped so many flights that I might go out like Aaliyah
So I gotta stay myself, I can't go out like Madea (I can't go out like Madea)
Phone call with my mom, told her, "Please don't shed a tear" (Don't)
Girl, I'm tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, uh-huh

[Chorus 1: nobigdyl.]
Tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, uh
Phone call with my mom, told her, "Please don't shed a tear"
Girl, I'm tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, uh-huh

[Verse 2: Tim Gent]
Yeah, I'm a baby dad, I should be a husband
I made bad decision, brought division, could've been with better judgement (Judgement)
I had no consultant, soul resembles dirty laundry (Yeah)
At the bottom of my hamper, yeah
We ain't even talkin' 'less I brought lil' bro some Pampers, yeah
Heard you callin' out for me, didn't how to answer, yeah (Didn't know how to answer)
Broke his iPhone 8 when it didn't take some water damage
I reflect on what you needed, yet I couldn't make a transfer
Now you need me, I be speedy, see you briefly wit' a package, yeah (Package)
Overbearin' weights on you 'cause I pulled up with baggage, yeah (Damn)
Out to make amends today for any of the damage
I'm appreciative of all the love we were able to salvage, for real

[Chorus 2: Tim Gent]
Yeah, ayy, ayy, look
Tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, yeah
Call with baby mom's, told her, "Please don't shed a tear", yeah
Tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, uh-huh
Yeah, ayy, yeah, look
Tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, yeah
Call with baby mom's, told her, "Please don't shed a tear", yeah
Tryna right my wrongs, so I write 'em down for real, uh-huh