Headstrong

I'm not running from anything
I will face whatever head on
Turning dreams into reality
For that I am headstrong
Got Jose in the passenger
Twist it, grind it, pack it, passing me the bong
International traveler
With a beautiful girl on my arm

She was a young woman looking for a better life
Without a guarantee, made a sacrifice
Went across the border left behind her family
Moved to Chicago in the 1970s
Learning English, working in a factory
Getting used to the winter, where the temperature freeze
Eventually, she became a teacher
Working in the public school, sticking to procedure
Along the way, she raised three sons
They struggled as a family but they got it done
One of her sons grew up to be my father
As a Mexican, she knows the value of a dollar

I'm not running from anything
I will face whatever head on
Turning dreams into reality
For that I am headstrong
Got Jose in the passenger
He twist it, grind it, pack it, passing me the bong
International traveler
With a beautiful girl on my arm

I know I have a lot to offer to the world
So I gotta give it all before I go
Student of life, already enrolled
I believe in karma like my name was Earl
Bachata dancing with my Mexican girl
Got the skills, she showing me the moves
A little tipsy, giving her a twirl
Haciendo amor, what we like to do
I want connection that is more than physical
I prefer the truth even if it's difficult
Is that too much to ask, am I too sentimental?
Too much time without you can be detrimental
I just wanna be successful
Be respected and have a lot of cash
Keep me head down and be humble
I'm a fucking do what I can

I'm not running from anything
I will face whatever head on
Turning dreams into reality
For that I am headstrong
Got Jose in the passenger
He twist it, grind it, pack it, passing me the bong
International traveler
With a beautiful girl on my arm



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Castro
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