Famebeats - Roots lyrics

[Verse 1] Lights, camera, stop it You know I'm not a fan of photos I seen rappers goto church only for the promo I seen actors put in work only for the clout But they ain't whipping in the hood so how they trapping out the house? That ain't my style b**h I never been a faker You wanna f**in beef with me I'll have you meet your maker The only ones who can compete is Ye' and Mr. Rager I been dropping so much dope I might invest in Moto Pagers And that's real talk who you know like V Add a H and a O yeah that's just me times three It's my time to shine it's almost half past E And you can't stop my drive I go hard all week Boy you tripping I can't get on my knees Apologize for what I'm tryna get this cheese Only dudes I trust is myself and me And those the same two men that I live to please That ain't my style man [Verse 2] Some people open a book and follow rules to the T Real n***as twist they fingers up and help the kids in the streets I try and be neutral to understand the police But why they always f**ing looking for somebody to beat Sorry I'm not Timmy T Im a younger Huey Newt So I throw my sign up because that book is just for you Let my people shine we got king up in our blood That's a young ruler pig boy watch who you calling thug Y'all used to the lynch the homies but we still be showing love We wanted integration and y'all gave us n***as d** In the words of k**er Mike "I'm glad that Reagan dead" Reagan was the pinnacle of blacks against the feds He lied about the weapons and we know he sent out d** But that don't mean sh** we ain't American enough When I was younger I wanted to protect my city Now that a n***a wise I would never k** me That ain't my style man [Verse 3] Move your hands fool go ahead and read a book It's really not that deep you see y'all the ones that's shook You can play the king but yous a pawn and I'm a rook Now move to B4 or you might get your life took Do you believe the truth even when it's hard to swallow You gone lead the pack or that's a act too tough to follow You gone sip ya act and find somewhere to wallow I'm depressed too but push my d**h back past tomorrow Sleeping ain't for rest that's my only escape To be or not to be I been asking of late Cali n***as saying Detroit sound like the Bay How can I think outside the box when I'm trapped inside my state My mental is something that they can't change I just shake off the bull like Mariah and bae I been rocking out since Gambino met Fey I been switching flows since Ellen was gay I been a a**hole since my dad gave a damn I can't hate the hustle that ain't my style my man