De Wayne Jackson Family Tree Lyrics
Family Tree by De'Wayne Jackson
[Verse 1]
I don't know what my family tree is
Only thing connect us gotta be Jesus
I mean people don't believe in Jesus
Niggas do even though we never seen him
I know it's something bigger cause he made me
June 27th Monique delivered a baby to a kid named De'Wayne
Gave me the same name without the jr
She wasn't playing no games
That's no disrespect to my father in that bar
No matter What I heard'em say, you been a star
Nana use to tell me about you
I don't wanna live my life without you
Growing up I wanted to be just like you
Papa was hard, papa could fight
Papa fuck ya bitch all night, yea
Papa had respect on the corner
And his papa rolled with the crips in California...
Now when I walk past the mirror it's starting to make a little sense to me
Everything I'm becoming it ain't nothing new
Ain't saying that I'm proud of it, it's the fucking truth
Ever since the youth I had guidance seen violence
All in day when you different at school hearing whispers
Like is he gay? What?
Fuck this nigga say, I throw my headphones on and forget about all the rain cause...
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray Lord
[Verse 2]
I never meant to upset you
Know I didn't become everything that I promised
Excuse ya son for blowing his nose in this tissue
It's not cause ya son got sinus problems
Growing up we never talked about the problems
How my white friends they was yelling at they mama
The truth at our household beneath the ground floor
If I felt a certain way I had to try and hide it
With all of us that go; Nique, Harm, Dray, Nell, Lo, Day
Young Ken I promise it's not a day
Y'all don't cross my mind I travel via the train with my pockets
Just as broke as the day that I fucking came
I throw my headphones on, the clouds in la
Gray as ever, I feel the rain
But it was too hard to make the phone call it felt so cathartic
Just writing it on the page listen
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
[Bridge]
*Guitar Solo*
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
I don't know what my family tree is
Only thing connect us gotta be Jesus
I mean people don't believe in Jesus
Niggas do even though we never seen him
I know it's something bigger cause he made me
June 27th Monique delivered a baby to a kid named De'Wayne
Gave me the same name without the jr
She wasn't playing no games
That's no disrespect to my father in that bar
No matter What I heard'em say, you been a star
Nana use to tell me about you
I don't wanna live my life without you
Growing up I wanted to be just like you
Papa was hard, papa could fight
Papa fuck ya bitch all night, yea
Papa had respect on the corner
And his papa rolled with the crips in California...
Now when I walk past the mirror it's starting to make a little sense to me
Everything I'm becoming it ain't nothing new
Ain't saying that I'm proud of it, it's the fucking truth
Ever since the youth I had guidance seen violence
All in day when you different at school hearing whispers
Like is he gay? What?
Fuck this nigga say, I throw my headphones on and forget about all the rain cause...
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray Lord
[Verse 2]
I never meant to upset you
Know I didn't become everything that I promised
Excuse ya son for blowing his nose in this tissue
It's not cause ya son got sinus problems
Growing up we never talked about the problems
How my white friends they was yelling at they mama
The truth at our household beneath the ground floor
If I felt a certain way I had to try and hide it
With all of us that go; Nique, Harm, Dray, Nell, Lo, Day
Young Ken I promise it's not a day
Y'all don't cross my mind I travel via the train with my pockets
Just as broke as the day that I fucking came
I throw my headphones on, the clouds in la
Gray as ever, I feel the rain
But it was too hard to make the phone call it felt so cathartic
Just writing it on the page listen
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord
[Bridge]
*Guitar Solo*
[Chorus]
My family of trees, it grows deep, inside of me
One time for the ones who lost they way
400 years in these chains still can't escape
Even the ones that we love they cannot stay
Afraid to help, so we pray, so we pray lord