Eris Dublin - The Wrong Thing (feat. J. Reid) Lyrics

Haha, I don't know what you worried for now

MayDay, E-DuB

I...just tryna put you on things
Got ya back like always
I be right 'bout some things, but
I gotta let you know 'bout one thing
You been on something
Worried 'bout the wrong thing
Ya worry 'bout the wrong thing
'Bout the wrong thing
Worry 'bout the wrong thing
Ya worried 'bout the wrong thing
I don't worry 'bout it, f*ck if you take it the wrong way

I'm not amused by these La Di Da Di's
One opposing body shouldn't equate for just everybody
And by any means, Malcolm X, but in Marcus Garvey
With bass like Harmon Kardon, we could sure get this party started
Rolling my next joint, while making my next joint
I do this on my own, I don't care if the rest joins
My catchphrase always gave value, the best coin
Less toying, still an action figure, this the match point
I worry what I earn, ya worry's not my concern
I learned, I remember when I ain't have a turn
I burn, no cigarettes though, I ain't ask for yours
I keep it on me, that's first, reeking off me, that's worse
I'm still up in the building it's rented, my own tenant
Wasn't handed, had a foot in the door and ran with it
Plan invented, but you stuck in the past, damn nigga
Life sucks when the only one worried can't get ya, 'cause

I...just tryna put you on things
Got ya back like always
I be right 'bout some things, but
I gotta let you know 'bout one thing
You been on something
Worried 'bout the wrong thing
Ya worry 'bout the wrong thing
'Bout the wrong thing
What about the wrong thing
Ya worried 'bout the wrong thing
I don't worry 'bout it, f*ck if you take it the wrong way

Makin' money the old way, shit don't change
Shit still stinks, the deeper the stain
Make every shot count, gotta know where to aim
Forgot ya signal, should've stayed in ya lane
Don't blame me, know the rules of the game
You know how the shit go
Low like a six fo'
Not cut, the shit raw
Imagine being pissed poor, you would be pissed off
Mama ain't raise no ho', ain't shit soft
Stop lying, never gettin' no bricks off
Imaginary boss knock it off
You get killed tryna floss
I come from the land of the loss
And the only child I play with is Roth
She don't really love you, you just powder the thoughts
The way I'm killin' you niggas, I think they should make it a sport
You had that time when I took that time off, that time's lost
Ya never better than me, just keep ya fingers crossed

I...just tryna put you on things
Got ya back like always
I be right 'bout some things, but
I gotta let you know 'bout one thing
You been on something
Worried 'bout the wrong thing
Ya worry 'bout the wrong thing
'Bout the wrong thing
What about the wrong thing
Ya worried 'bout the wrong thing
I don't worry 'bout it, f*ck if you take it the wrong way