Letras

Money, what's hannin? (Y-Y-Y-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 (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me

Stayed down, and I weathered the storm, needed helpin' hands, couldn't get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes (whoa)
Weigh the options 'fore you choose, save in case you gotta pay some dues (whoa)
Now I got more to lose, but still got everything to prove (hey)

Life's short, but the bread long, lovin' hard had my head gone
Skreets 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 (whoo)

Treat 'em how they treat you, had to learn (had to learn), they was selfish, whole time, I was sharin' (yeah)
Showin' love but got hate in return (damn), now I'm heartless and I stand on it firm
(I done seen it all with this money, no lie) first I lost it once, then I got it twice
You was broke like me, why take your advice? You can't live mine, go get you a life (hey)

I was wrong, I was dead wrong, good heart but my head strong
Tryna make somebody be everything I wanted them to be (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me

Stayed down and I weathered the storm, needed helpin' hands, couldn't get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes (whoa)
Weigh the options 'fore you choose, save in case you gotta pay some dues (whoa)
Now I got more to lose, but still got everything to prove (hey)

Thinkin' back, I'm a veteran now, no recollection of settlin' down
Life term came with pedal and brown, coppin' them square, and I'm sellin' 'em 'round
Give you a picture, we smilin', we gigglin', never was lookin' for sexual benefits
Made a lil' traction, in love with the energy, café 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 havin' my way
Gainin' 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 (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me (whoa)
Tryna make somebody see everything they don't see in me

Stayed down, and I weathered the storm, needed helpin' hands, couldn't get an arm
I expected them to move how I would if I was in they shoes (whoa)
Weigh the options 'fore you choose, save in case you gotta pay some dues (whoa)
Now I got more to lose, but still got everything to prove (hey)

Writer(s): Kevin Gilyard, Demario White, Milan Modi

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