Meek Mill Two Wrongs song lyrics

They say two wrongs don't make a right

But if its my blood, someone has to die

Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice

Either my life or your life

They say two wrongs don't make a right

But if its my blood, someone has to die

Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice

This is either my life or your life

Either my life or your life

Either my life or your life

Anybody trying to stop my shine got to get it

I'll admit it

If my life on the line then we 187 whoever I'm with it

I'm talking about murder we did it

And the nerve of you critics

To think something of me and judge me if I shoot and murder these niggas

They murdered my dad and converted me menace

So when they come serve me my sentence

I bet I won't tell them a word of my business

I'll rot in that cell 'til they burn me my nigga

And it hurt me my nigga to see my day ones acting thirsty 'bout bitches or money

I cut off 'bout thirty of my niggas

Had thoughts about murking my niggas

Cause it be the closest of niggas that change on you quick and know most of your business

I put this on Snupe ya the ghost of my nigga

I would've rode hearse with you niggas

So its either my life or your life

If it don't go right, gun to your face so you know right

I won't do you dirty, get hit with this four twice

So pray up and hold tight my nigga

They say two wrongs don't make a right

But if its my blood, someone has to die

Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice

Either my life or your life

They say two wrongs don't make a right

But if its my blood, someone has to die

Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice

This is either my life or your life

Either my life or your life

Either my life or your life

Two wrongs, you lost me when you crossed me

You put me in the feds arm reach

Call from my home out in Palm beach

They'll lay you in the wall of croncrete

My niggas ain't playin' games

When you tellin' names that we sellin' caine

We was gettin' rich, we was livin' good

Robbin' hood that every ghetto bitch

You know that its comin'

You know that its karma

Death before dishonor, I am your honor

Nancy Reagan raised a monster

They say that Ronny armed the contras

All that shit without a conscience

So why would I should have a conscience

A generation livin' guardless, could never make it out the darkness

They say two wrongs don't make a right

But if its my blood, someone has to die

Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice

Either my life or your life

They say two wrongs don't make a right