WRITING MY WRONGS Lyrics – YG, Ogi

Read the complete WRITING MY WRONGS Lyrics by YG and Ogi from the album The Gentlemen’s Club along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Yg’s music, you can also explore DINNER DATES & HEART BREAKS and TIFFANY, two other songs by Yg.

[Intro]
There comes a moment in every man’s life
When he must face the mirror
And answer for the things he’s done in the dark
Because sooner or later, gentlemen, the dark gives way to light
And when it does, it burns bright enough to see everything

[Chorus: YG]
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
I get faded, I’m writing songs
I get faded and think about the ones who gone
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Rich as fu*k and feel alone
Love, liquor and hoes, is Hell wherе I belong?

[Verse 1: YG]
I did a lotta wrong, spint a lotta blocks
I’m the reason couplе opps got popped
Robbed a couple that was eighty years old
Probably reason some of my blessings got blocked
Before Slim got shot, I told him to stop
Hanging out on the block when you know it’s hot
I should’ve did more, I’m sad I did not
Now my friend gone, I feel guilty letting tears drop
Can’t get that off my lid, pop a Perc’, I’m off the grid
Young gangster, but I’m Pisces, sometime I’m soft as s*it
Stand on ten, I’m is, keep it real, I’m is
Bought that b!tch a car before I bought my mom a crib
Scandally, neglecting in the family
Thoughts in my head, I’m fu*king a new nanny
Scandally, you don’t understand me
Told her what she wanna hear just to get them panties

[Chorus: YG]
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs

Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
I get faded, I’m writing songs
I get faded and think about the ones who gone
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Rich as fu*k and feel alone
Love, liquor and hoes, is Hell where I belong?

[Verse 2: YG]
I love my baby boo, but I fu*ked her friend too
Thought I was slick, I turned around and fu*ked her whole crew
Baby boo found out about it and told me she was through
My trifling ass tried to ‘pologize by buying her a coupe
I’m a Westside n!gga, that type s*it we don’t do
But listening to Future got me kinda confused
I admit the b!tch got me breaking rules
Told my main b!tch, “My side b!tch why I’m breaking up with you”
Played me like a fool, all them fu*ked-up deals I signed
Hella young, getting fu*ked up, the drügs had my mind
The plug had my mind, the club had my mind
The Tree Top Pirus and the Bloods had my mind
Am I the reason gang got life?
This the type of s*it I think at times
Even though I ain’t know they was finna slide
Shouldn’t have gave gang my bulletproof that night

[Chorus: YG & Ogi, YG, Ogi]
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
I get faded, I’m writing songs
I get faded and think about the ones who gone
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Writing my wrongs, I’m writing my wrongs
Rich as fu*k and feel alone
Love, liquor and hoes, is Hell where I belong? (Ah)

[Outro: Ogi]
Oh, open your heart (Open up)
Open up your mind (Open up)
Mm, you are safe in this place (Open up)
Just open up one time (Open up)