Kevin Gates – Sober State of Mind Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Structure, pick up pieces to the puzzle
And I don’t have a problem following the right instruction
Sober state of mind, everybody ’round me druggin’
Had to go and grind, everybody ’round me hustlin’
See I wanna shine, but they shit on me for nothin’
I was broke, but in front the hoe, shit on me in public
Talk about me foul, it was sickening to my stomach
Make me wanna draw down, you know, jump out, go to bustin’
It’s gon’ take a while, this big bitch, it hold a hundred
Nick Cannon with percussion, with two sticks, I go to drummin’
A lot of niggas I know, fucked the bitch that I was lovin’
Utterly rejected, made me feel like I was nothin’
I’m the butt of the Joke, had me feeling like a sucker
And when I come around, they look at each other and chuckle
Following my heart, I got my mind made up
It’s nowhere else from here but run the money way up
[Chorus]
I’ve been dying inside for a long time now
Crying out loud, but I’m all cried out
Striving to survive, I took the wrong way out
But they’ll say I’m the greatest when it all play out
Dying inside, tryna turn the game around
You don’t know what I done been through, please don’t throw your weight around
All my life it been a struggle, I let everyone down, and felt like giving up, when I was all prayed out
[Verse 2]
Tryna leave the game alone and get along with my life
I’m tryna marry something fresh here, no longer my height
I did some wrongs and some rights, I’m in the Rover all night
Up and focused on types, new three-fifty on ice
May peace be with the fallen soldiers, pouring lean over ice
Pointing fingers all day, in different stereotypes
Took a brick and broke it down, sell it to straight to an importer
I’m tryna find out what I’m getting, I’m respected, I’m important
I’m connected, giving orders, I can stretch it when I’m chargin’
I just pull up in a foreign, say a lot, I just was walkin’
Nigga, fuck you, you just talkin’, we get stronger, moving sharper
Now I’m smarter, moving cautious, with the tint on the window
Say you love me, hold it down and don’t pretend on a nigga
I protected you for real, that mean I’m really your nigga
Blessed you with two-fifty, bitch get back in the building
Get the strap, take twenty flat, you better not rat on a nigga
[Chorus]
I’ve been dying inside for a long time now
Crying out loud, but I’m all cried out
Striving to survive, I took the wrong way out
But they’ll say I’m the greatest when it all play out
Dying inside, tryna turn the game around
You don’t know what I done been through, please don’t throw your weight around
All my life it been a struggle, I let everyone down, and felt like giving up, when I was all prayed out

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