Video Get Right de Affluent Publishing Place 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Affluent Publishing Place - Get Right Lyrics

[Intro]
(Antt did the track)
That boy a fool on that piano
Keep that

[Chorus]
Did a lot of wrongs just to get right (Just to get it right)
Did a lot of wrongs just to get right (Just to get it right)
I knew that shit was wrong, but it's gon' get me right (Ah)
I'm just tryna get it right (Ah)

[Verse 1]
It's gon' shine in the dark because it's real ice ('Cause it's VV)
Before I fuck that bitch, I'm gon' be real nice (I'm gon' play my role)
Nigga owe me money, I ain't gon' ask twice (Pull up)
You better pull up with my shit, I'm bein' real nice (Nigga, pull up)
That Bentley three-fifty, that's the real price (Skrrt)
That sixteen ain't got no seal, it ain't no real pint (We straight)

[Chorus]
That's the police, I can tell by they headlights (Fuck)
Glock on me and I'm nervous, this shit real life (Fuck)
'Cause I done fought the feds twice
Gave me three years and they was bein' nice (I can't go back)
I was in there eatin' rice (Fuck)
Couldn't wait to see the light (Starvin')
I've been tryna get it right (Tryna get it right)
Did a lot of wrongs just to get it right (I'm still tryna get it right)
Know that shit was wrong, but it's gon' get me right (Shit was worth my wait)
I'm just tryna get it right (Ah)
That's the police, I can tell by they headlights (That's them)
Glock on me and I'm nervous, this shit real life (Fuck)
I done fought the feds twice (Twice)
Nigga, this shit real life (I can't go back)
[Verse 2]
Remember when I had nine hundred followers (I remember that)
That's when I had more followers than dollars (Facts)
All I wanted was some Trues and a pair of Pradas (I wanted them bitches so bad, dawg, I swear to God)
Double straps, ayy, ayy
If a nigga try to rob, you just go in your pocket (Give it to him)
'Cause that hunger that he feelin', bro, I know about it (I was him)
Them couple dollars, he'll kill before he go without it (That's facts)
Shit, if you don't, he gon' drop you and take it off your body (Bah)
You ain't strapped and they start shootin', bro, you gotta run (Get the fuck on)
You never know who behind that gun (I swear to God)
'Cause when I'm behind that bitch, I'm tryna hit a head (Come here)
You runnin' off with niggas' bags, how you gon' get ahead? (How, nigga?)
When I was young, sellin' dope was always in my head
Whole family sold dope, that's just how I was bred (Everybody)
Cuz said, "You good with that rap, do this instead" (Just do this)
Went behind his back, the other way, flip it, we gon' split the bread (Fuck that)
I jumped into these streets and that shit turned me out (Turned me out)
Too many niggas fallin' victim, that's what burned me out (I'm straight on this)
White mentality, business is how we earnin' now (Let's get it)
Black mentality, insurance jobs, burn 'em down (Fuck it)

[Chorus]
That's the police, I can tell by they headlights (Ah)
Glock on me and I'm nervous, this shit real life (That's them)
I done fought the feds twice (Fuck)
Nigga, this shit real life (Twice)
I've been tryna get it right (I can't go back)
Did a lot of wrongs just to get it right (I'm still tryna get it right)
Know that shit was wrong, but it's gon' get me right (I'm tryna get it right)
I'm just tryna get it right (Shit was worth my wait)
[Outro]
Ah
(DJ)