[Intro: Detwan Love]

Yeah, yeah

Woo

I'm a child of God, the devil can't touch me

What did I do wrong? Yeah

[Chorus: Detwan Love & BFB Da Packman]

What did I do wrong?

I done changed so much, but still they judge me

What did I do wrong?

I done loved so much, they still don't love me

What did I do wrong?

I'm a child of God, the devil can't touch me (What did I do?)

What did we do? What did we do? (What did I do?)

What did we do? What did we do? (Look)

[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]

Why you smile in my face but hate a nigga so deep?

So many people don't like me, but don't even know me

Drag my name through the mud, but when you see me, dap me up

Give me hug, show me love, man, that shit so weak

Talkin' bad to out-of-towners like, "Yeah, that nigga Pack wack

He ain't no street nigga, really a sweet nigga

But deep down inside, I really wanna get some cheese with him

But his circle tight, so fuck it, I'd rather beef with him"

Shit backwards, niggas some big actors

I'll give all this material shit

And my fans and my problems and my hustle to you

And gift wrap it, but you still won't be happy

Mm, shit crazy

Just to shit on the next nigga

You the type to never work and be pissed that my check bigger

Same bitch you wanna fuck, I be givin' her wet willies

I'm the type to give her to you and wish you the best with her, nigga

[Chorus: Detwan Love & BFB Da Packman]

What did I do wrong?

I done changed so much, but still they judge me

What did I do wrong?

I done loved so much, they still don't love me

What did I do wrong?

I'm a child of God, the devil can't touch me (Yeah)

What did we do? What did we do? (Y'ello)

What did we do? What did we do? (Turn me down right quick, look)

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]

I done gave niggas game

Kept it solid, never slayed niggas' names

When y'all shined on me, I kept it plain

Throwin' dirt on my name for some fame

I can't win, huh?

Askin' God to watch over me like a binge watcher

Knowin' that they could, they'll leave me with a headshot

See a nigga drownin', you the type to let your mans die

Still lookin' out for ones that hate me, but we friends, huh?

Mm, this the life of a rich young Black man

Give a nigga all you can, they kill you with Black hands

Pure hate in your heart, he need him a CAT scan

I'd be cautious when a nigga DM and say, "Tap in"

How the fuck you ask for help and then give me a backhand?

Mike Rubin spittin' facts, man, damn

Niggas envy, so I keep me a Glock in these black pants

I refuse to leave my brother here, feeling like Blacc Sam

[Chorus: Detwan Love]

What did I do wrong?

I done changed so much, but still they judge me

What did I do wrong?

I done loved so much, they still don't love me

What did I do wrong?

I'm a child of God, the devil can't touch me

What did we do? What did we do?

What did we do? What did we do?

[Outro]

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Please don't ever use that, that's embarrassing

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