head against the wall - mike.

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