Текст Moneybagg Yo – Headstrong

Money, what’s happenin’?
Yung Lan on the track
Poured up in this bitch with my brother Bagg, you heard me?
Pressure

I was wrong, I was dead wrong
Good heart but my head strong
Tryna make somebody be
Everything I wanted them to be
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Stayed down and I weathered the storm
Needed helping hands, couldn’t get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes
Weigh the options ‘fore you choose
Save in case you gotta pay some dues
Now I got more to lose
But still got everything to prove (Hey)

Life’s short but the bread long
Loving hard had my head gone
Streets hot, ’bout to head home
Watch your mouth, that’s a fed phone
Look how far I came, I bust down the clock (Watch)
The roof panoramic, I’m tryna see the top
I dropped a lil’ change to get rid of opps
I flooded the block when they thought I wouldn’t pop (Woo)
Treat ’em how they treat you, had to learn (Learn)
They was selfish, whole time, I was sharin’ (Yeah)
Showin’ love but got hate in return (Damn)

I was wrong, I was dead wrong
Good heart but my head strong
Tryna make somebody be
Everything I wanted them to be
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Stayed down and I weathered the storm
Needed helping hands, couldn’t get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes
Weigh the options ‘fore you choose
Save in case you gotta pay some dues
Now I got more to lose
But still got everything to prove (Hey)

Thinkin’ back, I’m a veteran now
No recollection of settling down
Life term came with pedal and brown
Coppin’ them squares and I’m sellin’ ’em ’round
Give you a picture, we smiling, we giggling
Never was lookin’ for sexual benefits
Made a lil’ traction, in love with the energy
Cafe con leche, don’t care, we got chemistry
We in the Porsche, booty, of course
Slim in her waist, cute in her face
Her nigga press hate, be hatin’ on Gates
I don’t got feelings, I married the game
I feel like I’d rather have it this way
Went got me a bag and I’m having my way
Gaining weight, got my bread long
I know you miss me, your head gone

I was wrong, I was dead wrong
Good heart but my head strong
Tryna make somebody be
Everything I wanted them to be
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Tryna make somebody see
Everything they don’t see in me
Stayed down and I weathered the storm
Needed helping hands, couldn’t get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes
Weigh the options ‘fore you choose
Save in case you gotta pay some dues
Now I got more to lose
But still got everything to prove (Hey)