Sketch (Of KOTF) - Hard Headed lyrics

[Hook] Momma said I need to grow up All I care about is making music hoping one n***a blow up Damn I'm so hard headed (2x) [Verse 1] Writing every rhyme in the corner of the bedroom Reciting every line in the mirror of the bathroom Lookin at the xxl plan to be real soon Just gotta get these music critics in tune Homie giving me advice like don't ever sell out Look how far you came when you have doubt Stay up on your vision man watch how it pans out If you never try you won't ever know how it turns out My family sees a different route Need to go back to school Wanna work on music all night and then sleep till the mid afternoon Boy you must be out your mind you dont pay a lick of rent Got a job pockets full of lint Take the trash out don't forget They don't see the pa**ion They don't see the hustle But they see the struggle Can't pay my phone bill Man sh** is mad real When I'm at work the only time I ever have a meal The hunger for this rap sh** is all a n***a ever feel Aunt sending post cards money in the envelope Just because I love you the only thing she ever wrote Gotta get my sh** together already know I won't Because I'm hard headed always waiting last minute My procrastination has no limit Fear plays a big role in it Failure in the future got a n***a feeling so damn timid [Hook] [Verse 2] Tell me what's your plan A Tell me you got a plan B Tell me where you wanna go Tell me what you wanna be Not another wanna be Every time I hear a track I just wanna ride the beat Let it flow like water then flood the streets Every night I lay between the sheets And wonder what I could of been If I never let these words hit the sheets And left my dreams out of reach And listen to everything these muthaf**as wanna preach Im feeling stuck in solitude Just a n***a with an attitude Hey you tryna record my n***a nah I'm not in the mood I'm going through life sh** Everyday life sh** So much going on around me I can't even write sh** Mom been out of work Younger brother in jail My girl said I've been jerk Tryna make ends meet Didn't get enough hours at my job so I missed all my l payment last week But this is where my hearts at Got my mind offset Got me feeling upset Tell myself I can't quit Something gotta change dog and I'm talking real quick Or I'm saying farewell Think about music so much its fused with my brain cells Everyday gotta make this sh** crack like an eggshells Everyday I gotta make sure that I excel Every time I step to the mic all I hear in the background [Hook]