adams, sammy
just love here
i i got so much to say don't even know how to say it all this hype all this noise i'm ready first stop high school rookie not a single fan writing rhymes playing hookie back around the time fred durst got nookie couple years before my ass had ever seen pussy yeah young sammy with a fantasy found my mind first time i blew a gram of tree used to hate on my brotha cause i didn't see that good weed made a shackled man feel free but they could never see that nope and my music seemed weak embarrassed to play me tracks embarrassed to be me yeah stepped up with my levels on the beats made a damn anthem for my high school team but no features packed bleachers hearing myself blast out of car speakers and that's when i started to believe and finally realized i should let myself succeed and when i leave stage and the limelight and the groupie girls when the times right and i fly home back to my life with my fam around me yeah it sounds right when i leave la with my mind right on a couch at home for the whole night no drugs here just love here just love here next stop tears in my eyes remembering the person i was so set to disguise packing up for college no parents at the time starting a new chapter of sammy adams life write and my got better spittin everyday new vocabs clever i hate college allowed me to enter the realm of popularity i thought i'd reach never ever and loves an endeavor i want my girl to love me but my music wont let her chasing all my dreams while i float like a feather yeah and my grades going south but as an intellectual i needed to get out so i visited to see what it was bout and being close to boston it made a better route these fake ass promoters stay running their mouth reacting to what they say with a handful of doubt ouch and when i leave stage and the limelight and the groupie girls when the times right and i fly home back to my life with my fam around me yeah it sounds right when i leave la with my mind right on a couch at home for the whole night no drugs here just love here just love here third stop waiting at my gate this home sick feeling is something i cant shake but make no mistake i was born to do this born to make music boy i'm gon' prove it i can't sleep on the flight which isn't helping out cause i can't sleep at night and even with some ambien a half of bar bites consumes my damn stomach which continues to be tight yeah and my dreams will ignite on hooks while we fight fan base broad real click slight focused on point i'm tryin to live right right and i'm about to graduate and all these agencies know how to aggravate 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 limelight and the groupie girls when the times right and i fly home back to my life with my fam around me yeah it sounds right when i leave la with my mind right on a couch at home for the whole night no drugs here just love here just love here