[Chorus]
Am I wrong?
They don't hit me up when I don't come out and I'm home
Better watch out for the that call you they bro
Never want me around when I'm down bad and I'm broke
Only when I go and change the number to my phone
Yeah, yeah
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong?

[Verse 1: CJ Fly]
Y'all trippin like they in the travel van
All my shit bomb like the Taliban
First rap check was like twenty bands
Daddy used to have the aerosol caravan
First it was that then a pickup truck
If I didn't have it, I would stick you up
Either had the [?] or the semi tucked
I was young, coldhearted, didn't give a fuck
I was tryna give myself a name
Most the shit I did was for the game
Most my they had did the same
You could say that we was puttin' in that pain
Now I'm growin' I been tryna change my ways
Make my own instead of following the waves
Life ain't promised, ain't no time for me to waste
All that
I don't think I'll ever stray from my path
Bubble up like I was takin' a bath
Rockin' out from when my name is in
I'm so ahead of my time like I escaped from the past
Gotta watch these cause they switch up
Movin' sideways like a bishop
Throw you curveballs like a pitcher
When you [?] by the [?] they might smoke you like a Swisher
[Chorus]
Am I wrong?
They don't hit me up when I don't come out and I'm home
Better watch out for the that call you they bro
Never want me around when I'm down bad and I'm broke
Only when I go and change the number to my phone

[Verse 2: Marlon Craft]
Look
They don't like it when I be vulnerable
Oh you want me to put on a show for you
You said I write, produce, [?]
Just so-so called bros hit my soul it's cool
Now all a sudden they see me
Now that they wantin' a freebie
Now showin' love is just cheesy but if I don't give it "he Hollywood, see, B?"
Tell me am I wrong to feel like I'm alone?
All our past memories feelin' like a loan
You was waitin' to cash in that hate and the actions come from weight on their souls so I'm tryna let it go
But hundreds of people that say I'm the homie, million plays on songs where I say I'm lonely
One phone where they all keep tabs how I'm growing
Zero calls checkin' on me
I thought that hand was for dap
They wanted handout, I see it now
Crazy how egos be trapped
I was on that path but I'm steerin' now
Always hurts to find out what you knew was all along
I can hear 'em now
Like "Yo, was you talkin' 'bout me on that song?"
If I was, am I wrong?
[Chorus]
Am I wrong?
They don't hit me up when I don't come out and I'm home
Better watch out for the that call you they bro
They don't want me around when I'm down bad and I'm broke
Only when I go and change the number to my phone
Yeah, yeah
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong? No, no
Am I wrong?