Flythe - hardheaded Lyrics

I ain't that hard headed
I'm reconstructing from destruction & I'm hard wit it
Learning who I am like falling in love again, its hard innit
But it remind of a circus where nobody had rehearsal
Or a joke like playing Jenga blocks with cards in it
It ain't my armor with the kinks, my tech got parts missing
My order processing but why is God whole cart in it
Thank god he giving me these gifts but he too smart with it, bro put too much art in it
I ain't that hard headed
Cain Marko running through the walls
Demolish them since I was 3 foot something tall
I ain't listen worth a shit, that shit was challenging
Too looked in on ideas like challengers lock on & grip
Hell kittens reason car alarms be trippin bro
And LAPD tripping, low key, I be dipping tho
Shades too dark, I'm blind
Low-key I don't be trippin, but my drive around the city be a mission tho
Low-key shit be low-key kinda risky though
I ain't that hard head headed
I honestly could never speak but it be mouths that never open then complain they never eat
So I be talking just to learn & maybe grow with you
That ain't to say I'm catching everything you throw though
Maybe, shit, I might just learn something I thought I'd never know though
You might learn that I ain't who you might've thought I was
Feel like constantly that I be proving I ain't hard headed yo
When I'm thinking bout the future, it be hard to hear too
I ain't that hard headed
Swear I ain't that hard headed
I just be distracted with the future
Maybe lost in the music too
Sometimes I just be obsessed about the shit I'm doing, I ain't hard headed
I swear I ain't that hardheaded yo
I just be distracted with the future
Maybe lost in the music
Sometimes I be obsessed 'bout shit that I be doing, I ain't hard headed
Gotta understand I played this level
And I'm stuck so every second I be pushing buttons checkin it
Double checking steps like where the f*ck I leave those breadcrumbs
Furthest thing from killer, kill my dream, I'll leave ya head slumped
Played this once, the angle changed from start to finish huh
Swear we met the first time but my price tag changed, I'm different huh
Remind me of my younger self, I look so unfamiliar
Ask god can I shuffle, cut the deck and redistribute
Cuffed to my success, do you have any clue how f*cked I am
Nuff of all this mess, who mixed the stress inside my cup again
Help me take a sip? cause I can't see which cup it is
And you asking me why I can't hear you
Maybe cause I'm sick & kinda head headed
I know I'm kinda hard headed
I just be distracted with future
Maybe lost in music too
Sometimes I just be obsessed bout all the shit I'm doin
I ain't hardheaded