Yeh
Sammy Adams
I got so much to say
I just don’t know how to say it
All this hype
All this noise
Ready
Yeh
First stop high school rookie
Not a single fan written rhymes playin hookie
Back around the time Fred Durst got nookie
Couple years before ma ass had ever seen pussy
Yeh, Young Sammy with a fantasy
Found my mind first time a blew a gram of tree
Used to hate on my brother cause I didn’t see,
That good weed that made a shackle man feel free
But they could never see that,
Nope that my music seem weak
And vouched to play my track vouched to be me
Yeh, stepped up on my levels on the beats
Made a dam anthem for my high school team
But no features back bleachers
Hearin my self blast outta car speakers
And that’s when, I started to believe
And finally realized that I should let myself succeed
Uh, I should let my self succeeded
And when I leave stage
And the lime light
And the groupie girls
When the times right
And fly home
Back to my life
With my fam around me
Yeh, that sound right
When I leave LA
With my mind right
On the couch im home
For the whole night
No drugs here
Just love here
Just love here
Just love here
Yeh, just love here
Next stop tears in my eyes
Remembering the person I was sosa to disguise
Pack up for college no parents at the time
Starting a new chapter of Sammy Adams live
Write, and my lines get better
Spittin every day
New Vocab’s clever
I hate college allowed me to enter,
The realm of popularity I thought I reach never
Ever, And loves an endevor
I want my girl to love me but my music wont let her
Chasin all my dreams while I float like a feather
Yeh, and my grades goin south
But as an intellectual I needed to get out
So, I vistited to see what is was bout
And bein close to Boston made a better route
These fake ass promoters stay runnin they mouths
Reactin to what they say with a hand full of doubt (ouch)
And when I leave stage
And the lime light
And the groupie girls
When the times right
And fly home
Back to my life
With my fam around me
Yeh, that sound right
When I leave LA
With my mind right
On the couch im home
For the whole night
No drugs here
Just love here
Just love here
Just love here
Yeh, just love here
Third stop waitin at my gate
This home sick feeling something I cant shake
They make no mistake
I was born to do this
Born to make music
Boy im gon prove it
I cant sleep on the flight
Which isn’t helping out cause I aint sleepin at night
And even with some Ambian and half a bar bites
Cant sooth my dam stomach which continues to be tight
Yeh, and my dreams will ignite
If I can land hooks on fame while we fight
Fan Base raw real clique slight
Focused on point, tryin live right
Right, and im about to graduate
And all the agencies know how to aggrevate
I wish they would just leave me alone
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
And when I leave stage
And the lime light
And the groupie girls
When the times right
And fly home
Back to my life
With my fam around me
Yeh, that sound right
When I leave LA
With my mind right
On the couch im home
For the whole night
No drugs here
Just love here
Just love here
Just love here
Yeh, just love here
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