Wat’s Wrong Lyrics – Isaiah Rashad ft. Kendrick Lamar

[Intro]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
I cut my hair and bump my head and fell on top
And run on sins, and front on friends
If we don't win then pay your Tithes and mend your fence
And we alright, the Kaio Ken and big old rims
And LA hoes, if that ain't wrong, if I ain't gone
I ain't home, I ain't them, I ain't them
No more ends and no more trends
And photo tint and photo lens, notice this
Pour this sh!t, bonafide, woe is me
Bowl of grits, naked p!mp, beaming up, clean as f**k
Other side chill for n!ggas
Making life look clear for n!ggas
Hill for n!ggas, tip top cliff for n!ggas
This the vision side to side
So give the n!gga, if we honest you gone miss a n!gga
Twisted with 'em, this the isms
See your b!tch might kiss a n!gga
Which n!gga? Get specific
Big as* pot, wrist is glistened, your list is sh!t
And your, if it isn't
This cost some t!tt!es and scar your face
The wrong of wrongs has caught a case
Other n!ggas they Mobb like Carter say from far away
All my n!ggas like "Calm down"
Loving life above a reason
Just can't find it like a dozen people
Catch that vibe at night, and Bobby Whitney
Get too tired to write and died in prison
Felt like Rob tonight, lost my god tonight?

[Chorus: Zacari]
Oh sometimes I get so ahead of myself
Feel like I'm running in circles
Oh and I'm just holding onto my breath
I need smoke just to exhale
Oh and I get so ahead of myself
But I'll make it out somehow
So roll another, roll another one
And put it all in the air now
Let's go!

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
How many souls do you touch a day?
How many hoes do you f**k a day?
How many flows do your thought convey?
How many know you can't walk away?
Depending on the way I feel
I might kill everybody around me
Might heal everybody around me, how the wind blow
Open your window, let the debris in, never let me in
I kick back with kick do'
Maybe if I could live hundred years that be real?
Pay me if I'ma be rhyming these homonyms
Crazy, my other show went to my mom 'n' 'em
My daddy said a Mercedes had haunted him
But now he got one, I'm riding shotgun
With a three-piece chicken dinner and shot gun
I bring your weekend to an ending and pop one
I'm in the deep end, boss n!gga you not one
And I believe in Kool-Aid and God's son
Do you believe that Black man is our sun?
I made enough residuals to hide some
I gave enough, my n!ggas know I divide some
I told Zay, I'm the best rapper since twenty-five
Been like that for a while now, I'm twenty-nine
Any n!gga that disagree is a f**king liar
Pardon me, see my alter ego was Gemini
Him and I been around ever since Reagan was criticized
Might stay in the Trump Tower for one week
Spray paint all the walls and smoke weed
F**k them and f**k y'all and f**k me
I proceed my last check in proceeds
To all the kids, the hood, the bricks, the books
To fix the blocks we on to right my wrongs
The word, to give the life we live as I get...

[Chorus: Zacari]
...So ahead of myself
Feel like I'm running in circles
Oh and I'm just holding onto my breath
I need smoke just to exhale
Oh and I get so ahead of myself
But I'll make it out somehow
So roll another, roll another one
And put it all in the air now
Let's go!

[Verse 3: Isaiah Rashad]
Oh you got two Xannies, oh, just don't forget me
Love me for the moment (All in the air now)
Hug me like your sibling
Weed ain't that important, vice cops in the kitchen
Grew with Apollonia (All in the air now)
Rob was making chicken
Beat me down, you beat me down, reorganize my face
Now when I go home, I don't know what my fam gone say
Zay, say it ain't love cause you bought flowers yesterday
Thoughts was always cheap, cheap, cheap
But now let's talk 'bout me, me, me
Lately I been coming, this ain't going how I wanted
When I pull up at your window, b!tch come out
You hear that beep, beep, beep
Faithful as your EBT, closer than you momma kin
Anger when you rang about my dog but I'm gone call again
Freak me out, keep me out, why they always leave me out
N!ggas that been hating just can't wait to have my CD now
Don't we look like CP and Nirvana on that keep me pound
Please be down, I been more than late...

[Chorus: Zacari]
Oh sometimes I get so ahead of myself
Feel like I'm running in circles
Oh and I'm just holding onto my breath
I need smoke just to exhale
Oh and I get so ahead of myself
But I'll make it out somehow
So roll another, roll another one
And put it all in the air now
All in the air now
Let's go

[Outro: Dave Free]
Okay, I'ma tell you this story
Man...A few years ago, I gave my pops, uh
Cilvia, Cilvia Demo and my pops said, uh...
He listened to it for about a week
Came back to me, said, uh...Said
"Dang, boy, why...Zay talking 'bout
He gone run up in somebody house?
He...He...He talking 'bout you?"