Generic Tha Character - Roots (Breakin' Branches II) lyrics

Part 1: [Intro] It happens sometimes Friends come in and out of your life Like busboys at a restaurant [GtC] Generic God, please God, please, please, please Please, please God, please (Verse 1) God, please take me away from this sad life of slavery My hollow heart as heavy as my chains be Lucifer done changed me, stripped me of Your safety Turned my hope and bravery to always bein' angry Maybe too much Shady mixed with hints of Jay-Z Greed stole my soul, look at all the things it gave me Didn't really need ‘em, but I'll take cuz they amaze me I don't want potatoes if they won't be served with gravy And if you ain't got it, you can't join my A-Team You won't click with my clique, you are not no James Dean Heavy social influence? Maybe too much mainstream Maybe cuz your daydreams align with Lil' Wayne schemes Switch ‘em up [Interlude: GtC] God, please God, please, please, please Please take me I've gotta get back Part 2: [Verse 2: GtC] I've gotta get back to my roots where the tree grows Tried to act cool, but, yeah I knew that it was cheap, though I was speakin' foul, fragrantly, take your free throws Friends turned to be foes, infected with D'evils Called ‘em all friends, but they were just some fake buddies Drug dealers laughin' to the bank, it ain't funny College Life taught me how to really save money Real friends would never, ever try to take from me Take away my health, made my wealth go up in smoke, too Always shake my hand, I'm pretendin' that I know you Ask me what's my plan or how I've been is what you don't do Simon Peter all you want, but you know that it's so true Friendships built around the d** and the drinks I've been tryna pull the plug cuz my trust is on the brinks I've broken off some branches, took a lot of chances My friends Swayed me wrong, Ye', they ain't got the answers Relationships damaged, but props to the fans that still listen The cook that kept it real, still flippin' the grilled chicken The voice of reason, I'm resurrecting up my conscience The angel on my shoulder is the one that I should bond with The devil's always speakin' nonsense Illusive human pleasure, that is Lucifer's accomplice C'mon, let's get on with our life, think positive It took a lot of strength, but I'm finally up out of it Cuz I'm sick of livin' like a zombie Sick of needin' weed to be free beneath the palm tree Ganja turned my friends into animals, Jumanji If I was at party, they would always bring the J's in Giambi You lost me, I mean, I lost me Time spent awfully, these friends are costly But I learn from every mistake, each next step that I take The past became my favorite teacher cuz it provided the research In all the tough decisions that it helped me to make I found myself at boiling point when I was smokin' joints Then I reached a new phase, and all my habits melted away And to my family tree, those branches were selfish to break I hate myself for wastin' money when I know you had to slave Growin' up and raisin' me, and this is how I behave I understand now that all you've ever wanted Was to be able to look at me proud before you're down in the grave, ah Dear Father, please forgive me I'll take an axe to this lifestyle and be a Gimli So if you can't introduce a new friend to family on day one Then that's the kinda person you should prolly stay away from Stay away from me Stay away from me… Maybe I should break some branches... Get back to my roots Gotta get back to my roots God please get me back to roots