Lyrics Wheatgrass Shot (Straight to the Head) - Kenny Garrett

Wheatgrass Shot (Straight to the Head)

Uh, shot straight the head, I’m flying now
Open me up to this life
So many things that I’m finding out
That real green, no cannabis
Drinking it, like, can I live?
Like Jay-Z, cause it may be
The best thing next to my lady
Stay free of them pills when possible
I fear no obstacles
Can’t let nobody stop the soul
Keeps me cold when I drop a flow
Left my old ways and that, I’m whole
Juice to the youth like I ain’t old
I ain’t know it would be like this
The feeling of that wheatgrass, priceless
The feeling that I got, so righteous
Everything that i got, I might risk
To have her in my arms like this
My girlfriend away from home
See the grass strengthen my bones
Open my eyes to what’s going on
Everybody know what’s going wrong
And so on and so on, she don’t wanna wait for it
Patiently waiting, and I got a taste for it
Sorry I’m leaving but I got a date
I’ll get it
That’s how I’m gonna take her
Wake up, in the morning I’m fiending
No coffee man, I need that green and…
I need that thing to get rid of my demons
I’m finna shower, was thinkin' I’m singing
Another day tryna get by
Too many places I need to get by
So stressed out and I don’t know how
The schedule that i got, I don’t stick by
But the shot contains things for my brain
Feel like a truck I’ve been hit by
But I get back up and I’m better than ever
And I’m ready to go and go get my life on
Days short but nights long
I keep on singing that right song
Keep on putting it down to the ground like pythons
Strike one, got two more goals
My mics on me so I can do more flows
Stay with it, can’t lose control
Stay with it, yeah, they know
Yeah they know, yeah they know
Yeah they know, yeah they know
Yeah they know, yeah they know
Yeah they know, yeah they know
Wheatgrass, wheatgrass
Shot straight the head, I’m flying now
Open me up to this life
So many things that I’m finding out
That real green, no cannabis
Drinking it, like, can I live?
Like Jay-Z, cause it may be
The best thing next to my lady
It fills my body up with oxygen
Man, I tell, how can it not be him?
Not be me?
Keep it safe like lock and key
Word is cold but how hot is he?
Supernova, drunk off life like, who was sober?
You’re in my way, you’re in, we’re over
Sun is shining and moving closer
Nowhere to go but up, uh
Taking my time, can’t rush time
Mountains are like anthills to us, fine
Only the real ones can touch the sky
And plus I keep an open eye
And hate I defeat fast
Just bring a track with a beat and a pad or a sheet
And a glass of that wheatgrass