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Artiste : Kevin Gates
Titre : Tryna Yea
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?

´Cause I go back to them niggas 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 break a brick down then I catch a cell
I come in town then I get the mail
Runnin´ that fast pace always put me in last place
I got a nigga from Champagne who wanna fuck with the campaign

I just got rid of the last thang, put the Corvette in the fast lane
I just took a trip 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 fuckin´ 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

´Cause I go back to them niggas 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

You know I painted a bad picture, I gotta do all the ass kissin´
I have been labeled a crash mission, I take her then maybe she act different
Poor now, deal wit´ her ass different, pretendin´ she don´t miss the last nigga
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 clickin´, gotta deliver a whole chicken
Marvel´s a movie I´m on glisten, visible set, they all hit
Crack a smile around this bitch and I just deliver the cold shiver
I´m reminiscent of those feelins
I am not runnin´ from no nigga
I am not fuckin´ 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

´Cause I go back to them niggas 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