Kevin Gates - Right Game Wrong N***a

Kevin Gates - Right Game Wrong N***a
January 28th, 2019

Kevin Gates is back with new song "Right Game Wrong N***a"

Song Lyrics


Nigga I ain't never gon stop grindng ya heard me? (Real ice on the rollie bussed down)
Aye, aye
I been played, been betrayed it take a toll on you
Some stay the same, hoes change, others fold on you
I’m a giver, heart bigger and it beat a lil different
I forgive and dont forget it -- Right Game Wrong Nigga
Say Right Game Wrong Nigga, Right Game Wrong Nigga
Say Right Game Wrong Nigga, Right Game Wrong Nigga

[Verse 1]

In the cell talking to myself I used to look out the window
Growing hair all over my head a lot of things I envisioned
I ain't see Mazi leaving me before I got out of prison
I ain't see me doing time after I finished a sentence
Loud thunder help me sleep
I hear the rain when it trickle
Dying on the inside unforgettable feeling
Crying on the inside think about how you living
Whole pack touch down dont complain I deliver
18 wheeler deliver the load
Tryna keep the wheel on the road
Dealt with the H I left it alone
Fast lane I’m holding my own
Fast pace you know that I'm --- (what up)
Cash gang you know what I'm strong
My last gang was doing me wrong
Bad days is how we move own
Facts change and then we go home
Bread gang you know im a don
In last place you honking your horn
Hamstring done got a lil sore
Crangrape you know I'ma pour
Bag chasing got us a foreign
Catching cases got a lil boring
Flashing chains and diamonds performing
Flashing chains and diamonds performing


Real ice bling bow
Real ice it bling bow
Real ice on the rollie buss down

Bread winner team
Nigga look who up now

You know, a lot of times a nigga get in your ear and hype you up to do some shit that they dont have the heart to do -- you know what I'm saying?
But you know I'm not a send off man, ya heard me?

[Verse 2]

I open the door for em
I bought me a 4-door
I took her out the country
I like when she call me country
Blocks I'm baby sitting, super polite in public
Took a lil trip, order some drip
I cook a lil white in front her
I'm pullin her hair, Ass in the air
I’m putting it right in her stomach
I’m thuggin I'm not bout to fumble
Money room thumbing through hundreds
Touchin a lot of blue hundreds
I’m muggin im walking hrough hunnids
Ain't nothing that im running from
I was taught how to run it up
All this pressure getting applied
These niggas shit be twinkling but they shit not like mine
Got beaucoup niggas dissin me but I am not surprised
? ? ? ? and meditiation vibes
I take the H mix it up
Put that in a vice
5 ton jack recompress from both sides
No matter how it turn out just know that I'll be just fine
I'm prolly bout to say some shit I know you won’t like
Yo bitch was over here with me just the other night
And she say you two been through some things, in me she can confide
And powered up the blunt and told her lets go take a ride
Speedin up the mountains with my hands all on her thigh