Wrong Man - Sam Lachow, Dave B., Ariana DeBoo

Hey Sam

What’s up

You drink?

Still do

Do drugs?

Yeah clearly

That’s dope

Not really;

at least these women still love me

Well that’s easy

Shit I’ve been travellin around the country

I feel it

You prioritise cuddles and after dinner sex

I’m just trying to make sure

My city shines on the internet

You’re 22, you crazy as shit

And love to fight

I’m 24 and lived a drugged out life

You’re netflix and chill

I’m more like fuck first and back to work

But what’s worse?

What

Oh nothing

Yeah I saw that one coming

Eehehenehnehne, that’s what you sound like honey

But really

I try to be good

Try to be on my stuff

You try

I try to love you

You don’t try hard enough, I guess

Listen to me

I’m a mystery open my hand

Wrong hand

Wrong woman

Wrong man

Can’t always be there for you baby

I’m here for the night

I just wanna dress you up and go show the world

Change your life tonight

I know this love ain’t what you’re used to

But this time around put trust in me

Hey Dave

What’s happenin'

Whatcha' doing

I’m rapping

You still drink?

No doubt

You comin' through?

I’m stranded I’m po-po-po-pouring this 40

I wanna rock with you shorty but I’m recording

Yeah I took a walk under pretty pines with a pretty bitch

Not gonn' lie I want kitty cat not this silly shit

You murder me while I’m killing time with a cigarette

We on a plane for the same, you just ain’t ready yet

No one in my bedroom

Phone calls in the morning

When do I not deliver?

Breakfast then back to boning

Text me to make me want it

Then tell me I’m not the one but

You let me have it my way

That’s the only reason' I’m chosen yeah

You on my line all the time and shit

Running through all these texts and

Don’t be finding shit

Pressing all of my hoes like it’s a crime and shit

Flexing that pussy boy

He don’t write like this

Can’t always be there for you baby

But I’m here for the night

I just wanna dress you up and go show the world

Change your life tonight

I know this love ain’t what you’re used to

But this time around put trust in me

Hey Sam

Still here

You still drinking?

Cheers

You never listen

I know

I’ll pay attention I swear

Tell me something baby

Shit yeah, whatchu' wanna hear?

I’m about to give up on you

That’s probably a good idea

I got a lot of heart

I know I’m not around

Talking down to me

Sammy’s always in doggy houses

I got some hobbies you want me to try and stop now

I wanna make a promise, it’s honesty not Lachow

I could shoot the sun and bring the frigid rain with it

I’ll be the tornado at your picnic

I’ll try to be good, I’ll try to come back to ya

Will you try

You know I love ya

Well you don’t know how to show it to me

I don’t know we still up fighting girl it’s awfully late

I hardly ever read your writing cause it’s not that great

There’s about like 30 girls will probably think this song’s about 'em,

and that’s another reason you’re copping this album