Admit When I’m Wrong…(✪ALL VERSIONS✪)

Admit When I’m Wrong ⁽ᵖʳᵒᵈ ⁿᵉᵉᵗ.ʳᵒ ˣ ʷᵃᵗᵃˢʰⁱʷᵃˢʰᵃʷᵗʸ⁾

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Admit When I’m wrong..

Admit when I’m wrong... (0.9x slowed)

Lyrics:

Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah—(woo) rock-paper-scissor when we slide in the yard (yeah)
Youngins jugglin’ plays while they flippin’ the cards (flip)
Private party, private party—no phones, no charge (nah)
Ain’t got money, ain’t got money? Then don’t even start (pow)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard (yeah)
Ey bitch we go hard (go hard)
Living it large (large)
Living it large (large)
Different apart (apart)
Different apart (apart)
Ey bitch we go hard (woo)
Ey bitch we go hard (go hard)

[Verse 1]
Rock-paper-scissor, lil’ mama choose a winner (winner)
Shorty wanna ride but I ain’t even with her (nah)
Pole in the back with a beam—shit shimmer (brra)
YN’s in the lobby tryna prep for the dinner (skrrt)
Bad bitch plus four—yeah they comin’ in a row (row)
Say less huts—(ieh) shorty ready for the show (show)
Ooh no phones—no problem—just flow (flow)
Plug on the block keep the whole shit glow (glow)

Them stickers—esco movers—private party full of trappers (trappers)
Wifeys actin’ jokers but they know about the matters (facts)
I want you to go, want you back on the floor (woo)
Want you to stand then sit then drop once more (drop)
Want you to walk, want you to crawl (crawl)
Want you to bend—push back like you brawlin’ the wall (pow)

Eatin’ we share it (share it)
Playin’ you wear it (wear it)
We toss that cash to the hoes who swear it and dare it (yeah)
Represent with the gang—help your buddy ask your friend (friend)
Represent with the gang—help your buddy ask again (again)
I represent with the gang—help your buddy to the end (end)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard
Living it large
Living it large
Different apart
Different apart
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard

[Verse 2]
Hola mami with papi—(let’s go)
Private party movin' sloppy—nada stoppin’ the posse (posse)
Grab that cape lil’ shorty gotta roll in the whip (skrrt)
Doesn’t matter where she sit—got black schmetta wit da drip (drip)
Gas gas gone—balloons and liquor free (free)
Bitch enough energy—livin’ life heavily (woo)
No phones allowed—nothing blockin’ what you feel (nah)
Don’t like me from a private account—keep it real (real)

For them Wings I play rock-paper-scissor (scissor)
But I don’t know if I wanna lose or be the victor (victor)
Chillin’—baby bring your friends to the center (center)
Underestimate the vibe—till it glitch your whole system, killer (brra)

New meat on the deck (deck)
Security Jose askin’ for the keys to the wreck (wreck)
I’m too slick—so don’t mind the words I flex (flex)
Call me Jerr, call me Boo, call me Slash when I step (slash)

[Hook]
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard
Living it large
Living it large
Different apart
Different apart
Ey bitch we go hard
Ey bitch we go hard

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Rock-paper-scissor—shorty choose your card (card)
Private party movin’ crazy with the gang on guard (guard)
Ain’t got money? Ain’t got money? Then don’t even start (nah)
Ey bitch—yeah bitch—know we go hard (hard)

Rock Paper Scissor [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music) (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Let’s get it (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Verse 1]
Uh, pressure made diamonds, I shine when it's dark (Yeah)
Had to cut ties, they was playin' they part (Facts)
Wasn’t no love when I slept in my car (Nah)
Now I drop racks when I walk in the mall (Let's go)
They ain’t believe me, I told ‘em just watch (Watch)
Now every show, got ‘em floodin’ the spot (Woo)
Money and power, I wanted a lot (A lot)
Came out the mud, I ain't ever forgot (Nah)
I see the fake through the Cartier lens (Lens)
Trusting these rappers? It all just depends (Depends)
They talk on the net, but they never gon’ spin (Spin)
I keep it solid, I don’t gotta bend (Nah)
Took all my pain, now it's all in these flows (Flows)
Hunnid round drum if they play with my bros (Brrt)
Been through the storm, but I’m stayin’ composed (Yeah)
I know my worth, so I stick to the code (Facts)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Verse 2]
I ain't switch up, had to level my plays (Nah)
Cut off the leeches, they get in the way (Woo)
Now it’s deposits and million-dollar stays (Yeah)
I need a mansion that sit by the bay (Let’s go)
I need a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling (Ceiling)
I need respect, I need more than a feeling (Feeling)
Been in my zone, ain't no way I been chillin' (Nah)
They wasn't there when I needed some healin' (Facts)
I turned the pain into gold (Gold)
Turned all the doubt into hope (Hope)
I put my trust in the hustle (Hustle)
Never could trust in a soul (Nah)
I put the fam on my back (Back)
I got the city intact (Yeah)
I put my foot on they neck (Neck)
Ain't no way we goin’ back (Nah)

[Chorus]
I been grindin’ through the fire, ain't no way I'm slowin’ down (Nah) (Uh)
Came up from the trenches, now my name ring through the town (Ding-ding)
Told my mama we ain't stressin', got my feet up on the ground (Feet up)
Turned my losses into lessons, now they wanna come around (Oh yeah)
We was broke, now we ballin’ (Ballin’)
Got the city in my pocket (Pocket)
Used to dream about this lifestyle (Lifestyle)
Now I wake up and I got it (I got it)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

I Got It V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

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