Grassroots
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
I tried to build my self-esteem but I guess it never works
Used to think the grass was green till I found out it was turf
Never treated women mean till I found out that it works
Guess everybody got a thing for being treated like they dirt
Everybody got a Dream but everyone don't know they worth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
Ain't realize I loved my teen till I put him on a shirt
Only rode in limousines when they following a hearse
What you know about it
My city's a horror scene
There ain't no show about it
They killed them boys on Genesee and made a song about it
My livers full of Hennessy my friends don't know about it
We all have vices just depends on how you go about it
Lost in my thoughts I'm struggling
And ashamed of it
They told me stay off Facebook
Don't make my pain public
If I take pride in my lowness
What can they gain from it
Makes me think about my success
And will I Change from it?
When the money comes in and I start living their fantasy
I wonder if I'll have moments I wouldn't want a fan to see
Maybe they see weakness Transparency
Cuz
Sad youth are grassroots
Mass shootings mean tattoos
There's Gunpowder in the atmosphere
Not waking up tomorrow is an average fear
I tried to find some inner peace meditation never works
Why we saying "We Can't Breathe" and turning trauma into Merch
Can't even release a CD now I'm feeling like I'm cursed
Used to think the grass was green till I found out it was turf
The same hand that tried to feed hid intentions behind a Smirk
Why can't I escape the demons not even in the Church
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the
Street shit is hella flagrant
There's murder in the air you can smell the fragrance
Imagine hearing gunshots and that shit does phase you
Just annoyed that someone's death ruined ya conversation
Exposed to trauma daily
And on top of fighting thoughts in my conscious
Saying I lost it, and my music's monotonous.
I been eludin the gossip
No confidence makes me wanna prove I'm accomplished
Teaching youth in the roc for no profit
The way to escape from the plotting
Cuz they left homie bleeding at corner store
They wonder why I don't wanna go no more
They all tryna get even no one knows the score
You'll never know who beefing with a carnivore
Cuz sad youth are grassroots
Mass shootings mean tattoos
There's gunpowder in the atmosphere
Not waking up tomorrow is an average fear
How do I satisfy my greed when we dyin of thirst
My smile is never what it seems when hiding my hurt
Rather be buried 6 feet deep before I lie in my verse
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
Ain't realize I loved my teen till I put him on a shirt
My smile is never what it seems when Hiding my hurt
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the
I tried to build my self-esteem but I guess it never works
Used to think the grass was green till I found out it was turf
Never treated women mean till I found out that it works
Guess everybody got a thing for being treated like they dirt
Everybody got a Dream but everyone don't know they worth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
Ain't realize I loved my teen till I put him on a shirt
Only rode in limousines when they following a hearse
What you know about it
My city's a horror scene
There ain't no show about it
They killed them boys on Genesee and made a song about it
My livers full of Hennessy my friends don't know about it
We all have vices just depends on how you go about it
Lost in my thoughts I'm struggling
And ashamed of it
They told me stay off Facebook
Don't make my pain public
If I take pride in my lowness
What can they gain from it
Makes me think about my success
And will I Change from it?
When the money comes in and I start living their fantasy
I wonder if I'll have moments I wouldn't want a fan to see
Maybe they see weakness Transparency
Cuz
Sad youth are grassroots
Mass shootings mean tattoos
There's Gunpowder in the atmosphere
Not waking up tomorrow is an average fear
I tried to find some inner peace meditation never works
Why we saying "We Can't Breathe" and turning trauma into Merch
Can't even release a CD now I'm feeling like I'm cursed
Used to think the grass was green till I found out it was turf
The same hand that tried to feed hid intentions behind a Smirk
Why can't I escape the demons not even in the Church
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the
Street shit is hella flagrant
There's murder in the air you can smell the fragrance
Imagine hearing gunshots and that shit does phase you
Just annoyed that someone's death ruined ya conversation
Exposed to trauma daily
And on top of fighting thoughts in my conscious
Saying I lost it, and my music's monotonous.
I been eludin the gossip
No confidence makes me wanna prove I'm accomplished
Teaching youth in the roc for no profit
The way to escape from the plotting
Cuz they left homie bleeding at corner store
They wonder why I don't wanna go no more
They all tryna get even no one knows the score
You'll never know who beefing with a carnivore
Cuz sad youth are grassroots
Mass shootings mean tattoos
There's gunpowder in the atmosphere
Not waking up tomorrow is an average fear
How do I satisfy my greed when we dyin of thirst
My smile is never what it seems when hiding my hurt
Rather be buried 6 feet deep before I lie in my verse
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
Ain't realize I loved my teen till I put him on a shirt
My smile is never what it seems when Hiding my hurt
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the earth
If I said I wanna leave
Would you know I meant the
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Writer(s): James Boykins Iii
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