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  talking’ bout roots
 I can’t hate  I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m from made 
 I came from the bottom of  slums
 But now I got 
 That’s because of my  (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking  roots
 
 Verse 1
 Hey I can’t be mad  what ya’ll meet ahead
 I  regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
 It ain’t that beautiful to write on overcoming 
 Top Ramen  thank pappy for the fact I was fed
 Look at me now but all before hey Mr.  Row
 The dirty south ain’t just a name the way I’ve  poor
 The projects burnin’ white,  call it gizmo
 Went from a  to them cars in a Jigga video
 Can’t find a meal to a mil, only God know 
 No record deal to  deal, I work hard for it
 Can I  to I’m livin’ like my Momma told it
 Before you rip it, gotta sew 
 Yeah
 
 Chorus
 I’m  bout roots
  can’t hate where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m from  me)
 I came  the bottom of the slums
 But now I got 
 That’s because of my roots  Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
  talking bout roots
 
 Verse 2
  still on my coupe but can’t take
 Somebody had to be just to  away
 My sister had to leave,  respect her stayin safe
 Oh yea I had to  but I’m stronger to this day
 Pain, I can’t ignore  you might say I’m ignorant
 I’m mistakin’  courage, which victory so gorgeous
 Make it through two  I can make it through any forest
 Hunger gave me the  but the bottom is so important
 37 ave and 187 street, Miami  city), now I’m part of a legacy
 I’m thankful for the hood,  is love without jealousy
 There’s only five letters really  me
 
 Chorus
 I’m  bout roots
 I can’t hate where I’m 
 Cause where I’m from  me (Cause where I’m from made me)
 I  from the bottom of the slums
  now I got me...me
  because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots (Yeah,  Yeeeaaahh)
  talking bout roots
 
 Verse 3
 Hey I know  seeds been planted
 It’s damaging my soul  my dreams been granted
 That triple life towards, much deeper than  planet
  could I want more than redoing I never planned it
 Gets no lower than  grabbin’ on your feet
 A man will stand for nothin’if he fall off with the 
 A baller  a hitter all in the street
 If you look beneath the sand then  all need a crease
 Roots before the branches, roots  mansions
 Roots before your paper crazier than  Manson
 Roots with your grandparents, roots  your canvas
 Roots  you black, white, or Spanish
 
 Chorus
  talking’ bout roots
 I can’t hate  I’m from
 Cause where I’m from  me (Cause where I’m from made me)
 I came from the bottom  the slums
 But now I  me...me
 That’s because of  roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
  talking’ bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking  roots