Young Cellski - Never Be Right lyrics

Verse 1: n***as gettin smoked everyday where I come from The Bay Area, San Francisco, California The home of the Giants, the Niners and them hard-heads Young a** n***as that'll leave you in ya car dead n***as show no love for the other side Ever since the bang was on and a gang n***as died n***as strapped to d**h cause the bang is on So you coward a** n***as best to stay home Cause n***as ain't going out this time around Got my f**ing sh** co*ked making n***as lay face down Just to let 'em know ain't no punks up in Lakeview Just young a** n***as that just might break you And when you hit up Frisco you probably think of f*ggots But on my turf it's straight gun fights and cappin And that's why n***as talk about what they never see We call n***as out s**as and that's why I'm s**a free Cause that's how n***as a do it for the nine-tre For all that turf sh** I got a forty-five mayne Cause where I come from you gotta stay strapped up Cause these n***as might try to peel ya cap bruh And what I'm spittin ain't no motherf**in bullsh** The only thing that I'm spittin is these bullets At them b**hmade n***as at the club tonight You shouldn't have f**ed with me cause it a never be right Verse 2: Danked out everyday in my 'Lark rollin with my n***as Pervin off that liquor make a n***a get hella sicker Bustin em caps making em fall when I be off that 8 ball Spraying up yo set and leaving names on my wall n***as be set trippin I got a sh** for these n***as n***as be acting funny I'm staying fat as a pig get my money on And staying away from these haters While I'm getting my mail these other n***as is Captain Save-A's Trying to get my paper these hoes can wait later Business before pleasure so go with that player hater He'll wine ya and dine ya Hit the guts and leave ya lonely To get even with me you go and f** one of my homies I don't give a f** I f** your friend on the under While I'm f**ing yo partner I leave ya stupid a** wondering what the f** I'm doing Yo where the f** that n***a at b**h I'm on the d-o or puffing on a 20 sack And this n***a wanna plex cause I'm f**ing his baby mama You should check yo b**h before you go and start some drama The b**h chose me I didn't choose your b**h n***a I didn't know two days later I would hit You gotta face the f**in consequences When you out here f**ing with these punk a** b**hes And these n***as talking bout let's fight n***a I don't fight no more cause it a never be right, fool