Write & Wrong

Yeah, smoke some of this weed so you can feel fine

And you just might need a drink, you gotta think of a rhyme

We can make the beat slow so you can speed up the flow

With some cool pimp shit about some weed or some hoes

Or suppose you do a song that you can jam with fun dances

Or some growin' up hard shit with slim to none chances

Maybe a familiar tune people already heard

Let's call Morris, see how much he want for a bird

Or fuck it, fuck it, let's strictly go pop

Do anything for the women while misrepresentin' your block

You can be famous in public with the right music and subject

You can make millions nigga, if you just make a million of it

Imagine you're havin' world tours gettin' paid

Hoes throwin' panties on the stage gettin' laid

You don't have a Benz, but if you get on the mic and spit it

You will have enough to get it, whatever you do I'm wit it

All you gots to do is write it

Share your problems with the world, tell the story of your life

All you gots to do is write it

And they'll be right by your side, everything gon' be tight

But when you're grown, muthafuckas gonna talk about ya

When you're grown, muthafuckas gonna criticize ya

When you're grown, muthafuckas gonna talk about ya

(To play is a part of the game, you see)

Now just be real with what you say and put some feelin' up in it

And since everybody's dyin', put some killin' up in it

I'll be right here by your side smokin', chillin' 'til you're finished

If you get writer's block, then nigga chill for a minute

And hold up, okay, I got a tight idea

Just rap like you mad, the maddest muthafucka out here

Then bitches will respect ya, niggas might try to check ya

Nuts, money done get ya while them laws steady fetch ya

But think about it, you got it, then write it down

Try your best to remember, don't worry now on how it sounds

It's gonna be cool and if you keep rappin' in song

Just sacrifice your life and leave your problems at home

Now there's a million muthafuckas like yourself think they deserve it