DE'WAYNE - Family Tree lyrics
[DE'WAYNE - Family Tree lyrics]
I don't know what my family tree is
Only thing connect us gotta be Jesus
I mean people don't believe in Jesus
Niggas do even though we never seen him
I know it's something bigger
Cause he made me
June 27th Monique delivered a baby
To a kid named De'Wayne
Gave me the same name without the JR
She wasn't playing no games
That's no disrespect to my
Father in that bar
No matter What I heard'em say
You been a star
NaNa use to tell me about you
I don't wanna live my life without you
Growing up I wanted to be just like you
Papa was hard, papa could fight
Papa fuck ya bitch all night, yea
Papa had respect on the corner
And his papa rolled with
The crips in California now when I walk past
The mirror it's starting
To make a little sense to me
Everything I'm becoming it
Ain't nothing new
Ain't saying that I'm proud of it
It's the fucking truth
Ever since the youth I
Had guidance seen violence
All in day when you different
At school hearing whispers
Like is he gay? what?
Fuck this nigga say
I throw my headphones on and forget
About all the rain cause
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray Lord
I never meant to upset you
Know I didn't become everything
That I promised
Excuse ya son for blowing his
Nose in this tissue
It's not cause ya son got sinus problems
Growing up we never talked about the problems
How my white friends they was
Yelling at they mama
The truth at our household
Beneath the ground floor
If I felt a certain way I
Had to try and hide it
With all of us that go
Nique, Harm, Dray, Nell, Lo, day
Young Ken I promise it's not a day
Y'all don't cross my mind I travel
Via the train with my pockets
Just as broke as the day that I fucking came
I throw my headphones on, the clouds in LA
Gray as ever, I feel the rain
But it was too hard to make the
Phone call it felt so cathartic
Just writing it on the page listen
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
Only thing connect us gotta be Jesus
I mean people don't believe in Jesus
Niggas do even though we never seen him
I know it's something bigger
Cause he made me
June 27th Monique delivered a baby
To a kid named De'Wayne
Gave me the same name without the JR
She wasn't playing no games
That's no disrespect to my
Father in that bar
No matter What I heard'em say
You been a star
NaNa use to tell me about you
I don't wanna live my life without you
Growing up I wanted to be just like you
Papa was hard, papa could fight
Papa fuck ya bitch all night, yea
Papa had respect on the corner
And his papa rolled with
The crips in California now when I walk past
The mirror it's starting
To make a little sense to me
Everything I'm becoming it
Ain't nothing new
Ain't saying that I'm proud of it
It's the fucking truth
Ever since the youth I
Had guidance seen violence
All in day when you different
At school hearing whispers
Like is he gay? what?
Fuck this nigga say
I throw my headphones on and forget
About all the rain cause
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray Lord
I never meant to upset you
Know I didn't become everything
That I promised
Excuse ya son for blowing his
Nose in this tissue
It's not cause ya son got sinus problems
Growing up we never talked about the problems
How my white friends they was
Yelling at they mama
The truth at our household
Beneath the ground floor
If I felt a certain way I
Had to try and hide it
With all of us that go
Nique, Harm, Dray, Nell, Lo, day
Young Ken I promise it's not a day
Y'all don't cross my mind I travel
Via the train with my pockets
Just as broke as the day that I fucking came
I throw my headphones on, the clouds in LA
Gray as ever, I feel the rain
But it was too hard to make the
Phone call it felt so cathartic
Just writing it on the page listen
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
My family of trees, it grows deep
Inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord