Kid Ink – Dead Wrong (Audio, Lyrics)

Kid Ink releases the “Dead Wrong” piece of music produced by Pilfinger, Benjamin Lasnier & Daniel Davidsen.

Kid Ink Dead Wrong 

With the sequel to his debut album on the way, the rapper blessed fans with his latest offering, “Dead Wrong.” The melodic flow and breezy production provide a perfect soundscape for Kid Ink’s uplifting message. Throughout the record, he reflects on all of the lessons he learned through his career through trial and error while proving that the hunger in his belly never died down.

Kid Ink – Dead Wrong (prod. Pilfinger, Benjamin Lasnier & Daniel Davidsen)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Benjamin and Pil)

[Chorus]
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I’m just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don’t wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It’s the part that we ain’t plan on, ayy
Ain’t a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain’t gon’ be playin’ fair long

[Verse 1]
Came into this shit without no big homie (Woo)
Watch ’em disappear, they couldn’t bet on me
Made it to the top, but shit was real lonely
Ain’t nobody show us nothin’, engine still roarin’
Where the pressure? I don’t stress it, never see me foldin’
Bustin’ down the zaza, I gotta keep it rollin’
Yeah, twistin’ up, but the bitch straight
We already made a million of a mixtape
World tourin’, label askin’ how we doin’ this
Never had no handouts, had to prove this shit
Yeah, I made a couple moves I wouldn’t do again
Please forgive me for my foolishness, still new to this

[Chorus]
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I’m just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don’t wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It’s the part that we ain’t plan on, ayy
Ain’t a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain’t gon’ be playin’ fair long

[Verse 2]
Get that shit by any means, yeah
Got a family and some kids to feed
On the way, I ain’t mean to make no enemies
You ain’t gotta say it, I can feel your energy, ayy
Interviews, playin’ politics, I’m tired of this
Tried to put me on the shelf like some condiments
I just got up off the phone with my bottom bitch
Told that nigga let it go and keep it bottled in
Niggas act like they don’t know, but that’s a big bluff
Watch ’em come right back around like they missed us
I ain’t trippin’, knew this shit was just a hiccup
Now the clip fully loaded, got this shit tucked

[Chorus]
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I’m just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don’t wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It’s the part that we ain’t plan on, ayy
Ain’t a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain’t gon’ be playin’ fair long