Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Dot, artist - Quadeca. Album song Voice Memos, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: quadeca
Song language: English
Red Dot |
Yeah, think they gonna use me |
Why did God have to choose me? |
Yeah, uh |
That’s how I feel sometimes |
Swear they all wanna lose me, yeah |
Swear my life is a highlight reel |
Swear my life is a movie |
Red dot on my forehead |
Put that all on the new me, yeah |
Yeah, I’m too late (Too late) |
Y’all taking shit too far, uh (Takin' shit too far) |
Had to drive back in a cab, out the window, uh |
I was looking for a new car, uh, yeah (I was looking for a new car) |
Lookin' for a new life (New life) |
Lookin' out a new lens (New lens) |
Lookin' for a new me (New me) |
Lookin' for a new Ben, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Looking for a new Benz, yeah |
The red dot, it kills me, the red dot, it heals me |
I think I need new friends (Yeah) |
Like, that ain’t the real me, swear, that ain’t the real me |
I’m followin' new trends (I am) |
Did whatever who said? |
(Who?) |
The red dot, it kills me, the red dot, it heals me |
Go get me a new lens, yeah |
Y’all are too fake, like my mouth hurts (Haha) |
But if you’re for real, then that’s way worse (True) |
These days, I do not believe in the real or the fake |
If that’s you, then that’s you that I found first (Yeah) |
Fuck all that justification, I’m done bein' patient |
Like, what the fuck? |
Why are you comin' and hatin' (Why?) |
And telling on me, like we up in the station? |
I swear they all want me stuck under the basement |
I slipped into quicksand (Yeah) |
Just tryna get up from the pavement, uh (True) |
Fell in at thirteen (Uh huh) |
Just tryna get one for the ages (I am) |
I’m up on a scaffold (Huh?) |
Just tryna get up on the stages (Heh) |
I feel like an asshole |
For tryna say, «Fuck all the cages», uh |
But I was too late (Yeah) |
Taking shit too far, uh, yeah (Too far) |
Had to drive back in a cab, out the window |
I was looking for a new car, uh, yeah (I was looking for a new car) |
Looking for a new life (New life) |
Looking out a new lens, uh (New lens) |
Looking for a new me (New me) |
Looking for a new Ben, uh, yeah (New Ben, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
I keep on double-tappin', and they love the rappin' |
And they love the action, and they love distractions |
But we hate the comparison |
Parasitic, they’re a critic, haters are my therapist (True) |
Can’t connect the dots or Connect Four (Haha) |
To be honest, I just wish I could connect more (Yeah) |
But I can’t connect a phone to my Bluetooth |
So how could I connect the youth through my YouTube? |
Red dot |
They playing games, like the Xbox |
Price on my head, what my head cost? |
Ice on my neck, what my neck cost? |
Oh (Ice, ice, ice) |
So I gotta flex a lot |
At least seven times, or the record stops (Mmm) |
And if you make one mistake |
They’d pull the trigger, like, I’d be better off, uh, yeah (Uh, shit) |
I got too much shit I wanna get across, uh (Uh) |
They don’t wanna see me get my message off, uh (No) |
They don’t want that, but they want this, uh (Uh-huh) |
I am not the waiter at a restaurant, huh (No) |
Lot on my plate, if that’s the case |
I better hit 'em with the extra sauce, uh |
Everybody’s aimin' at me |
But they only shoot they shot when the boy finally get a shot, uh (Yeah) |
Put that red dot on my head, yeah |
Just take a shot and I’m dead, yeah |
I can’t be talked off the ledge, uh |
I might just fall off the edge, ooh |
Everyday, you wanna play |
I wanna make, you wanna take |
I wanna give you my life |
But you stalkin' it for the mistakes, yeah |
Red dot |
Camera better get that head shot (Head shot, shot, shot) |
You dead wrong |
If you think that I could press pause, uh (Yeah) |
I’m like, «Stop!», they like, «Nah!» |
They like, «Let's watch» |
Red dot |
Camera aimin' at my head- pop! |
Red dot |
I just wanna be |
One of them |
One of them |
Yeah, I been here so long, four months on a song |
Just to throw that shit all away- been like that all along (Yeah) |
'Cause the expectations rise with the numbers, but it’s still one, |
I’m the only one |
Gets under my skin and tears my bones apart, no Napoleon |
I press upload and unload, tryna' tell the story that’s untold |
Getting downloads when I’m down low, tryna' keep up the household |
I’m seventeen, they like, «How old? |
He’s washed up! |
He’s about old!» |
«Name a single rapper he’s outsold!» |
(Yeah) «It's a 'No' from me», like Cowell, |
uh (No) |
Better say, «Cheese», better say, «Please» — «Fuck that song, man, |
better make these» |
«You been down? |
Better take these:» — «Better wake up» — I’ma stay sleep |
Used to wake up in a blissful existence |
Now, I wake up in the morning like I’m wishing I didn’t |
Oh |