🎵 Hot Headed // by Quadry

6 ContributorsHot Headed Lyrics [Verse 1] How could I begin this I'm feeling lost Sit and talk with the sinners I’m in the dark Roll a blunt with precision I'm scissor sharp Spill my guts for some penance I'm here and gone So it’s fuck your forgiveness Imma get you what you want Two bow, never timid Blame my city for the fun Four swishes, all English Cold chilling on the block Got my eye behind my head And an eagle on the watch Got my age on my leg Change my ways like the waves when they crash on the dock I'm just watching for the vids Not concerned with the op They just playing in the field While I'm brunching with the owner Tell a nigga it's not the meal Tryna find a common ground Then my purpose get revealed If we can't come to terms I just bat 'em cross the lips Call a Lyft for a ride Then I leave them with the bill It's a dirty dirty world That we living in, for real Clansmen, got spray tans, we can't stand it This here the anthem, get your damn hands up Murder, madness, chaos, distraction Further mayhem, tweets by commanders and chiefs up in his briefs On his bullshit, early, fool even brush his teeth How you put it to a case I been thinkingt we deserve it (uhh) I be feeling is it worth it (uhh) [Chorus] Hot headed Cold blooded How I got his way, we know some It’s a price to pry, I’m over budget You switched up I give up Hot headed, cold blooded How I got this way, we know nome It's a price to pay, I’m over budget You switched up I give up [Verse 2] How should I continue I seen a car steal the frost on a window My fingers numb I was twelve years old It was November, seen a [?] for the first time, I remember All I seen was bare feet and white sheets spotted With red, I smell death, the cop chief riding In my bed had nightmares 'til I was in college Now they play out in real life, the stakes much higher A choice cut your rib, I pick right and left Made it past eighteen, threw two parties I'm too rockin' C’est la vie I'm too popping, you rude papi Well that's your opinion you could walk [?] with it Talk, get lined with chalk Out of line get fined In your time and not You rocking up with nines Young naughty black, Quadry have numbed like a nigga had a heart attack Come and grab some [Chorus] Hot headed Cold blooded How I got this way, we know some It's a price to pay, I'm over budget You switched up I give up Hot headed, cold blooded How I got this way, we know some It's a price to pay, I'm over budget You switched up I give up [Outro] Nobody never know our struggle Nobody never understand how hard it is to make it out these streets you feel me, this is like It's on a whole 'nother level If you can make it out of BR you gon' be top five man, look at [?] man If you can make it out of Louisiana look at Wayne