Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song head against the wall, artist - mike..
Date of issue: 10.04.2024
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
head against the wall |
Let the birds, okay |
Let the birds fly, let— bird’s eye |
It was stir fry, ayy, yeah |
Let the birds fly, it’s all bird’s eye |
Did the damn thing, I made a stir fry (Yeah) |
All that chicken shit, I made it to a stir fry (Yeah) |
When you hurt the one you love, that shit the worst kind |
You was terrified, I know that you were terrified |
Fuck a tel' number, we be gettin' very high |
You a real one, to me you fuckin' verified |
Got a tel' number, baby, got a real one, yeah |
I done seen a lot of women, you my favorite one |
I saw people gettin' money, had to get me some |
I saw people talkin' funny, they ain’t sayin' much |
You don’t get the way I’ve been if you can’t take a punch |
Everybody that’s around me always takin' somethin' |
No apologies, nobody ever gave me one (Yeah) |
It’s a problem 'cause you fucked around and made it one (Yeah) |
My dad was a real man, he fuckin' made me one |
You made my day and I will change my vibe |
I would say always wasn’t always right |
I would take some blame, but you know it’s always mine (Yeah, yeah) |
And you said it, and you know that |
And you said it all along (Yeah) |
And it’s heavy 'cause you know that |
Know it wasn’t wrong |
And this headache goin' nowhere |
When my head is wrong |
When my head is wrong |
My head got little bigger, but I feel small, yeah |
Standin' on my money, I don’t feel tall |
It’s like I left some tickets, 'cause they will call |
It’s like I left some tickets, 'cause they will call |
I ain’t even in the mood, but I will ball |
I feel tall when I’m doin' what I’m here for |
I’ve been big broke for so long, I feel small |
You only get this high knowin' that you will fall (Yeah) |
Maybe I don’t know which way the best way |
But I do know I don’t care what all of them say yeah |
Maybe I don’t care what all of them say |
Not your parents or your sisters, or your friends, babe |
And I mean this in the best way, but fuck what they say |
It’s okay, babe, I gotta rip 'em off |
I did 'em like a Band-Aid, I gotta rip it off |
I’m the fuckin' band, babe, take my wristband off |
This shit here is handmade, bitch, I got the sauce (Bitch, I got the sauce) |
This is how I talk (This is how I talk, yeah) |
Yeah (And my head against the wall) |
Oh (Yeah) |
And you said it, and you know that |
And you said it all along (Yeah) |
And it’s heavy 'cause you know that |
Know it wasn’t wrong |
And this headache goin' nowhere |
When my head is wrong |
When my head is wrong, yeah (When my head gets, yeah) |
Yeah |