State of Mind Lyrics – Sir Adams

State of Mind Lyrics by Sir Adams

Look
Stay humble
What
Uh

My mother tell me I’m crazy inside
The prozac prescription prescribed
Another lie from the media
Feeding me thoughts on life bout

How freedom is just the medium
So tell me what be easy cause the hardest part
I be living being black barely breathing
Grievances going out to the victims we lost this season

Shit
End of the year I’ll be lucky I make the weekend
Everything that still happens always happen for a rеason
But just because that’s a theory don’t mеan

I have to believe it I see sh#t
I’m like f#ck it sometimes I hate who im lovin’
Selective with my hearing cause most of the time im stubborn
Judging hoes by appearance attention wh#res out in public

Shaking something for nothing in hopes to leave with a budget
I love it though never backed down from trouble always embraced it
Chase the money my crooked life with it straight out like braces
Promise lord I been working on patience and conversation

Come along with this life and this life ain’t nothin’ I’m wasting my n#gg#
This life I swear not wasting my n#gg#
Stay on my hustle I need that paper my n#gg#
Where the love

Too many hating my n#gg#
Who do you trust when everyone fakin’ my n#gg#
Never been ungrateful my n#gg#
What don’t be given I swear I’m taking my n#gg#

Get it right
Ya’ll mistaken my n#gg#
This life what we living is what you make it my n#gg#
It’s a matter of time before my time matters

f#ck it don’t know what that is I do
What’s above the average to make em’ realize
I have it they comment on sh#t that’s stagnant
I never been known for slacking

Practice makes perfect then my perfect practice soon to happen
Imagine something from nothin’
Follow that intuition
Leaving quick as they coming for love of money

And b#tches them snakes then killed off that trust
That loyalty deep in the ditches too envious bet
You couldn’t move inches wearing my breaches n#gg#
This that Van Gogh sh#t the picture reveal

What’s hidden behind your peripheral vision
n#gg#s failing to mention
Number 15 split up in three digits tell where I’m living
Symptoms of eight one sickness bando jumping like a gymnast

Falsifying the trillest is common upon pretenders
People who just beginning ain’t never been good with hearing
Listen before you speak might just learn what you had missing
Actually matters in life like a chemist

Everything round is ignorant
This life I swear not wasting my n#gg#
Stay on my hustle I need that paper my n#gg#
Where the love

Too many hating my n#gg#
Who do you trust when everyone fakin’ my n#gg#
Never been ungrateful my n#gg#
What don’t be given I swear I’m taking my n#gg#

Get it right
Ya’ll mistaken my n#gg#
This life what we living is what you make it my n#gg#
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Sir Adams Lyrics – State of Mind

Sir Adams

State of Mind