Flo Rida - R.O.O.T.S
Written by:Jean Borges/Tramar Dillard
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 Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking' bout roots
Yeah Yeah Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking bout roots
Hey I can't be mad at what
ya'll 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 thank
pappy 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 burnin' white
I call it gizmo
Went from a gun to 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 livin' 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 Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking' bout roots
Yeah Yeah Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking bout roots
Hey still on my coupe but can't take
Somebody had to be just to get away
My sister had to leave
I respect her stayin safe
Oh yea 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 mistakin' 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
37 ave 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 Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking' bout roots
Yeah Yeah Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking bout roots
Hey I know 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 grabbin'
on your feet
A man will stand for nothin' 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 the branches
roots before 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 Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking' bout roots
Yeah Yeah Yeeeaaahh
I'm talking bout roots