R.O.O.T.S.

I'm talking 'bout roots

I can't hate where I'm from

'Cause where I'm from made me

'Cause where I'm from made me

I came from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me

That's because of my roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey I can't be mad at what y'all meet ahead

I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my success

It ain't that beautiful to write on overcoming stress

Top ramen noodles soup happy for the fact I was fed

Look at me now but all before hey Mr. Skid Row

The dirty south ain't just a name the way I've been poor

The projects burning white I call it gizmo

Went from a gun into them cars in a Jigga video

Can't find a meal to a mil, only God know it

No record deal to a deal, I work hard for it

Can I live to I'm living like my momma told it

Before you rip it gotta sew it

Yeah, I'm talking 'bout roots

I can't hate where I'm from

'Cause where I'm from made me

'Cause where I'm from made me

I came from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me

That's because of my roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey still on my coupe but can't take

Somebody had to plead just for me to get away

My sister had to leave, I respect her for staying safe

Oh yeah I had to grieve but I'm stronger to this day

Pain I can't ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant

I'm mistaking for courage which victory so gorgeous

Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any forest

Hunger gave me the wish but the bottom is so important

37th Avenue and 187 Street, Miami, Karat City

Now I'm part of a legacy

I'm thankful for the hood, what is love without jealousy

There's only five letters really help me

I'm talking 'bout roots

I can't hate where I'm from

'Cause where I'm from made me

'Cause where I'm from made me

I came from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me

That's because of my roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

Hey, After the seeds been planted

It's damaging my soul but my dreams been granted

That triple life towards much deeper than nurse planet

What could I want more than redoing I never planned it

Gets no lower than a grabbing on your feet

A man will stand for nothing if he fall off with the feet

A baller and a hitter all in the street

If you look beneath the sand then we all need a crease

Roots before branches, roots before the mansions

Roots before your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson

Roots with your grandparents, roots under your canvas

Roots whether you black, white, or Spanish

I'm talking 'bout roots

I can't hate where I'm from

'Cause where I'm from made me

'Cause where I'm from made me

I came from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me

That's because of my roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm talking 'bout roots