| I got love for my mama harsh family drama |
| Sellin skin on the corners, spending bullets for armor |
| My roots! |
| Lawd I love you, no man above you |
| But I gotta go get better for me nigga |
| I don't take shit for granted |
| I don't shit where I sleep niggas |
| Killin niggas for capital like shift on my keys |
| Wanna run from where I'm from but cant escape who I be |
| Whole world chasin a dime hopin heaven is free |
| But it ain't! |
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| I wanna spend my time the way I want to live my life chasin the sun too |
| Get my dreams out |
| See my signs and know they all true, trust myself before I call you |
| Get my dreams out! |
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| Ayo! |
| My nana said the truth is the seed |
| Cause baby yea that's really all the roots really need |
| Feel life, yea! |
| Papa said keep your dreams stitch tight and even when you rip your seams |
| Heal right! |
| I been runnin for a minute you see |
| Escaping the genesis |
| Mask off now I see the killer is me |
| What in my mind make me run around with zero belief |
| In something bigger even in the fucking healer in me |
| I don't know they always tell me to just take my time |
| But I'm so scared the shit may break my rind |
| Thick skin til its thin, maybe I even break sometimes |
| Went and copped a nos tank just to race my mind |
| Cuz lately man this shit jus been breaking me down |
| Doing me in, spreading me thin breakin me out |
| Carryin a load so heavy that its breakin my bough |
| How I'm ever supposed to make it, when I'm chastened w doubt |
| I'm not okay with my dreams being taken away |
| Blood of a slave, running the train, in the break of the day |
| Breaker breaker, stuck in the mud, yea clutter & strain |
| Bravin the sun, bottled the rain with some love on my brain |
| Yea! |
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| I got love for my mama harsh family drama |
| Sellin skin on the corners, spending bullets for armor |
| My roots! Lawd I love you, no man above you |
| But I gotta go get better for me nigga |
| I don't take shit for granted |
| I don't shit where I sleep niggas |
| Killin niggas for capital like shift on my keys |
| Wanna run from where I'm from but cant escape who I be |
| Whole world chasin a dime hopin heaven is free |
| But it ain't! |
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| I wanna spend my time the way I want to live my life chasin the sun too |
| Get my dreams out |
| See my signs and know they all true, trust myself before I call you |
| Get my dreams out! |
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| My mama livin in debt hopin we never see |
| Father still here but he left, tryna find some relief |
| I done seen mistakes made I hope I never repeat |
| Shots on yo block, pop pop hope they never get me |
| I wanna be somebody bigger somethin' better than me |
| I wanna reach so freakin high that I think heaven can see |
| I want my brothers, sister, mother to see everything |
| I want my roots to never ever know the death of my seed |
| I cant be out here runnin somewhere chasin the pain |
| Daddy seein woman in me now its makin him strange |
| Brothers out runnin the field, somewhere rakin the grain |
| I only got one shot so I stay in the range |
| Shootin-shootin, shootin shootin at me all day |
| Tryna kill off chance tryna meet my fate |
| No matter where I go I'm stuck with me always |
| I gotta love myself, I gotta love myself |
| Here I am thinkin and dreaming up above myself |
| Tryna catch a big fish, when I'm one myself |
| Gotta spend time in the mirror for I dubb myself |
| Tellin me everything gets closer when I run myself |
| Right from the root! |
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