​twikipedia - ​hard headed lyrics

I'm ranged soldier, I can’t b-boxer type
Keep it on me, but that's out-out
Mom said I'm way too hardheaded
I never think twice
It’s gon' fucked up day your advi
I'm really a ranged soldier
I can't be the boxer type keep it on me
But that's for protection when I'm out-out
Mom said I'm way too hardheaded think twice
It's gon’ fucked up day I take your advice

A-A-A-A-A-And you got way too much to learn
I don’t think you get the concept
Of waiting for your turn and I had to wait
Now they wait for my return
He was talking all that shit
I'll be the last one that’s concerned

'Cause it's real, went from zеro to a deal
Can't wait for the next timе
I touch a fucking mil’
M-My heart is untouchable
That shit is made of steel
Nowadays, when my song come on
They never standing still
I'm really a ranged soldier
I can't be the boxer type keep it on me
But that's for protection when
I'm out at night
Mom said I'm way too hardheaded
I never think twice
It's gon' be a fucked up day on
Earth when I take your advice
Nowadays, I'm getting mad racks for
Talking on a mic but don't get it twisted
I could never be afraid to die
I appreciate it
I told you that you not my type
If-If-If-If I had to be you
That'd be suicide

If I want it, I'ma get it
Let me figure out a way
Love to look up at my PayPal
See my money duplicate
Hate me, love me on the next day
Get the fuck up off my face
I'm not really tryna talk
I was busy being soil to the plants
So many mo'fucking hours that I spent
It's about life, we gon' lose many friends
So many of you think that you're the shit
I gotta tell you you're not
Even if that's what you think you are
I had to tell you you're hot shit
You're not gonna come this far (Ahh)

F-Fuck all that bitch shit
Your song come on
I hear nothing but crickets
Never did show but I'll sell out some tickets
Up on the ATM counting some digit's
That shit is old, I'm not dropping no snippet
Y-You get the pack and you fumble and flip it
Somebody tell that boy he cannot kick it
II got a worldwide plug, he British
I got 2K3 on my bank, I feel like CJ808
Man, I woke up money hungry
Think I'm making racks today
I I got lots on my mind but
The same up on my plate
I I I know you're losing
So my day is going great

A-A-A-A-A-And you got way too much to learn
I don't think you get the concept
Of waiting for your turn and I had to wait
Now they wait for my return
He was talking all that shit
I'll be the last one that's concerned

'Cause it's real, went from zero to a deal
Can't wait for the next time
I touch a fucking mil'
M-My heart is untouchable
That shit is made of steel
Nowadays, when my song come on
They never standing still
I'm really a ranged soldier
I can't be the boxer type keep it on me
But that's for protection when
I'm out at night
Mom said I'm way too hardheaded
I never think twice
It's gon' be a fucked up day on
Earth when I take your advice
Nowadays, I'm getting mad racks for
Talking on a mic but don't get it twisted
I could never be afraid to die
I appreciate it
I told you that you not my type
If-If-If-If I had to be you
That'd be suicide