Kidd Adamz - Sega lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Play! play play

I'd rather get fucked up,

(Verse)

I'd rather get fucked up then be fucked up

And where I come from we don't trust much

Grew up in the hood ain't nobody loved us

So we showed love to the people who loved us

But now it's so dark, can't trust a soul

Rather get dollar bills, get comfortable

Cause when you make the money and your homies getting jealous

They'll be plotting and you'll be the first one to go

So I, just roll out, mind on money and I'm so high now

I just rolled by,

Oh my, nervous like a bitch man I ain't gon' lie

Cause it's hard being black in a city like mine

Where the sisters getting pregnant and the brothers doing time

And they expect another black one to fall in line

So I'm out here on my grind gimme money fuck the shine

Cause I do it for the fam, Mama putting out her hand,

Want to fill it with 100 grand

Nigga do you understand?

Music is the passion and the plan, niggas do it just to gain a lot of fans

Thank god for mines though, they know the hottest that's unsigned though

I'm sticking to the green like rondo, I'm in my Prime, though

I'm low-key call me John Doe, just doing

What I do all the time yo, and that's just grind

(Hook)

Walkin' 'long the train tracks, you'll find your way home

If you ain't out hustling, hustling might as well stay home

(Verse)

Exes tryna' get connected, tryna' fill up they great depression

If we argue a lot how we progressin' that's why I smoked a lot and stopped stressin'

My story is full of life lessons, like how to spot if your homie really a nemesis

Same niggas that want me up on a t-shirt,

(Used to be in my crib playing the Genesis)

What a Coincidence, but how real is this,

I'm just saying if you been through, if you feelin' this

Lil' Snupe was the realest I done see in a minute

Cause of envy we can't ever hear him spit again

That's why I said "fuck being another street nigga"

Rather be in the stu, making a beat nigga

I believe your dreams could be reality

So I rather be up and out then home sleep nigga

Dad taught me that a man who couldn't plan

For his fam, ain't a man if he is he a weak nigga

So every chance that I have I got to plan

For the future and make sure my fam got to eat nigga

Humble is the word to describe me, talent, running through my IV

Got patience mixed up with greatness the only

Place to meditate and where you'll find me

Is when I'm

(Hook x4)

Walkin' 'long the train tracks, you'll find your way home

If you ain't out hustling, hustling might as well stay home