kevin gates - tryna yea lyrics
[intro]
i knew somethin’ was up when they took me to livingston jail
my bond was three-hundred thousand
dreka was up there in thirty minutes with forty bands, you heard me?
[chorus]
’cause i go back to them n-ggas in the feds
we got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
i get sick, go to gettin’ rid of meds
outta work, call him, hoppin’ outta bed
don’t know how many times i done been to seg
don’t know how many times i prayed and bumped my head
i got that ice in my mouth, i spent some bread
and it ain’t cheatin’ if i wanna get some head
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
[verse 1]
i break a brick down then i catch a sale
i come in town then i get the mail
runnin’ that fast pace always put me in last place
i got a n-gga from champaign who wanna f-ck with the campaign
i just got rid of the last thang, put the corvette in the fast lane
i just took a trip out to san diego, hold up, i’m goin’ too fast, wey
say i drive like puerto rico, i belong in a drag race
say i’m f-ckin’ on a deep throat, i don’t remember her last name
say i stayed down, and i preyed on ’em and that when the cash came
givin’ a check to the gas man, pourin’ a pint in the gas tank
runnin’, i might pull a hamstrang
i know they probably won’t blame gates, already underwent hard strain
cover your hand at the card game
[chorus]
’cause i go back to them n-ggas in the feds
we got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
i get sick, go to gettin’ rid of meds
outta work, call him, hoppin’ outta bed
don’t know how many times i done been to seg
don’t know how many times i prayed and bumped my head
i got that ice in my mouth, i spent some bread
and it ain’t cheatin’ if i wanna get some head
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i told ’em
[verse 2]
you know i painted a bad picture, i gotta do a lil’ -ss kissin’
i have been labeled a crash mission, i take her then maybe she act different
poor now, deal wit’ her -ss different, pretendin’ she don’t miss the last n-gga
pullin’ her hair from the back, hittin’ it, temperature feelin’ like carol city
energy wrong, you on your own, i’m ’bout to go in like four minutes
i get so sick of my phone cl!ckin’, gotta deliver a whole chicken
marvel’s a movie i’m on glisten, visible set and they all hit
crack a smile around this b-tch and i just deliver the cold shiver
i’m reminiscent of those feelings
i am not runnin’ from no n-gga
i am not f-ckin’ with gold diggers
i got you covered, i’m on business
summer, it’s snowin’ the whole visit
strawberry haze, don’t whisper
meanin’ it’s loud, i’m outta town, not on the ground, i’m in the cloud, roamin’ around
[chorus]
’cause i go back to them n-ggas in the feds
we got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
i get sick, go to gettin’ rid of meds
outta work, call him, hoppin’ outta bed
don’t know how many times i done been to seg
don’t know how many times i prayed and bumped my head
i got that ice in my mouth, i spent some bread
and it ain’t cheatin’ if i wanna get some head
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
i’m just a bread winner out’chea tryna yeah
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