Letra Only right Hit-Boy

Only right

featuring Audio Push & K. Roosevelt

(Verse)
I can't see, I need glasses of Henesse, I need passion
We live in a world where it's easier for a dad to have a kid
Than it is for a kid to have a dad.
And money makes all these women love you and haters' mad
They're mad at us cause we're making moves that they never have
But that's hard to care about when you got swag and extra cash
Turning good girls bad, mama told me about them women,
Cause rats like cheese but never actually get it.
Mouse trap, I see you, get off my level of free fall,
You want a testicle like I got three balls, we're extra, nigger,
Holding thoughts at the same place you watch it,
Cause I got more bars than the spas you take shots at.
You gotta have a passion for something
If not, don't be asking for nothing.
Until that money come in, I make my money stretch like doll scene
I'm all you niggers dad, you're offspring
You've all seen me with the same team, doing what you doubted,
Chilling with your idols, never talking about it.
I'm from that left side, that west side, that 87 HS side,
When everyone of the best ride, now let's ride.
Because my brother hit to the throne, price to the crown
Late night stand up for my niggers that stay down
Glasses up for the people that I ride with,
Because the West is back and the RE revive this.

(Hook)
We're gonna ride, less on me on tingle you
We're gonna shine, ain't got time, got my dreams and that's all I need.
We're gonna roll, you better believe I got money on me,
Inspire, lift up the glass, cause it's only right.

(Verse)
I'm with my niggers strategizing how to take over the summer
Reminiscing on hunger, falling asleep to the thunder,
Now I'm ordering Katana at the studio one hundreds
So much cash I'm abundant, I'm probably gonna tip the runner.
Got your favorite sinner form blowing up my number
Saying she gonna chill plus the liquor make you funner.
Squad full of gunners, P1 drummers,
I got niggers that cope for your team full of punners.
I was told no ever underestimate a dreamer,
Watch them niggers that linger and never fall for a singer
Be careful who you scheme with and never point a finger
And now that boy buzzing like he equipped with a stinger.
We're in here, the older game, my niggers is on to stay,
We've been here and never a nigger could take it away.
Like no other are making no way
Know what I do while I'm making the spray
Hit on my knees and I fall till I bleed and I pray to the God that I see a new day.

(Hook)
We're gonna ride, less on me on tingle you
We're gonna shine, ain't got time, got my dreams and that's all I need.
We're gonna roll, you better believe I got money on me,
Inspire, lift up the glass, cause it's only right.