Family Roots

[Intro]

Uhh, yeah

I ain’t even got no wisdom right now, so imma just smoke on this joint ya dig

Yeah, uhh

Look

Vibe with me

[Verse ]

I ain’t finna call you no hoe, cause I know what you’ve been through

But you shouldn’t just let any nigga cum in your temple

That pussy sacred, the birth of life, mother nature

You need a crib with no neighbors, that mule and that 40 acres

I thought you was real, found out you a rat

Only the people closest to you can stab you in the back

And I don’t need no followers, I need people that’s gone support it

You may not believe in me, but I do and that’s most important

I thank God everyday that my momma didn’t abort me

She was only 16 and alone, she couldn’t afford me

And my pops, he just hit it and quit it, wasn’t no sympathy

And she could see me the day she lost her virginity, then left with my grandmother

Momma wasn’t always there for us, but I still love her, that goes for me, my lil sisters, and my lil brothers

Ain’t no father figure around , but shit I got it covered

My uncle killed his own stepfather in broad day

On broad day, he took a life and threw his own away

My other uncle, he been down for like 16

But I can’t be no statistic cause I got big dreams, you heard

I got lil brothers and sisters who need some on their plate

Plus I got a lil daughter and a son on the way

And my grandmother sick,I see the stress on her face

Cause every time I go outside, it’s like I’m catching a case

Got me walking in the courts like fuck the D-8

Cuz he don’t care about my life, he tryna lock me away like I’m just another nigga in the system

But I won’t play the victim because I knew better and still ain’t listened

But fuck a 9 to 5, we struggling to survive, working that double shift, so I hustle to stay alive

And plus I’m tryna ball like them rappers do, so I got a package through when I’m clocking in on the avenue

If money wasn’t everything, why we cherish it proudly

And Wu said,”Cash rules everything around me”

I was 18 when they first locked me in that county, with no commissary, we was scrapping over brownies

But I ain’t tryna preach to you,nigga I ain’t no reverend

Sometimes I wonder if they even let me into heaven

Because it’s been a minute I had church up on my schedule

I’m a man of God, but I’ve been walking with the Devil for real