Songtexte Family Tree - V. Don feat. Eto

It sounds cool but it's just one hair in the soup
I played the stoop, stared at the roof, bearing the fruits
Couldn't switch up, same prayers I wear to the shoot
Now my chips up, this month I swear to pollute
Most of my life I watched the others
Eat, I was under my mother's reach
Now I got my own corner dog, cuzzo was up the street
The blunt was peach, weed was Arizona, the guns was cheap
What a week, greed and paranoia was nothing sweet
Niggas with money and power ain't got respect now, fake shit
Watch him shapeshift, he a reptile, project exile
You know the feds can't wait to nab us, check the fed files
They got the whole family tree sketch style
You don't know 'cause you wasn't off the porch yet
It all changed when I left the doorstep, youngin we war vets
Skin in tune, stretchin' had him missing June
Homesick, gotta dress the cell like the living room
Corners turn us to man quick
Now all they want us to do is send flicks
Take pride in my friendships
Day five in the trenches