Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wrongonyou
Wrongonyou
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done change ever since I was young
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
[Verse 2]
Now, they always say, congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't ever had a dedication
People hate, say we changed, and look, we made it
Yeah, we made it
[Verse 3]
They was never friendly, yeah
Now, I'm jumping out the Bentley
And I know I sound dramatic
But I know I had to have it
[Verse 4]
For the morning, I'm a savage
I been itching like an allergen
I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitch
But they didn't know me last year
[Verse 5]
Everyone wanna act like they're important
But all that ain't mean nothing when it's all done
Everyone counting on me, I could drop the ball
Everything custom like on the border, yeah
[Verse 6]
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make sense of work, got millions on my mind
Coming with the bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they can see it in my heart
[Verse 7]
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done change ever since I was young
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
[Verse 8]
Now, they always say, congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ever had a dedication
People hate, say we changed, and look, we made it
Yeah, we made it
[Verse 9]
I was patient, yo, I was patient
Now, I can scream, look that we made it
Now, everyone, everywhere, I got a sick revelation
Yo, yo, the graduation
[Verse 10]
I pick up the rock and the ball, baby
I'm looking for someone to call, baby
But right, got a situation
Never old, Ben being Franklins
[Verse 11]
Big rings, champagne
My life is like at a ball game
Balling, I aim on the trap folks
Cars is so big and they call it Super Bowl
[Verse 12]
Super Bowl, count the hoes, and get the Rolls
Top-floor lifestyle, got the post
Hey, Malone, I gotta play on the phone
Yeah, you know what I'm on
Did it and it's gone
[Verse 13]
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done change ever since I was young
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
[Verse 14]
Now, they always say, congratulations
Worked so hard, forget how to vacation
They ain't ever had a dedication
People hate, say we changed, and look, we made it
Yeah, we made it
Written by: Adam Feeney, Austin Post, Carl Rosen, Leland Wayne, Louis Bell, Quavious Marshall
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