Flo Rida - R.O.O.T.S - Lyrics

Chorus Im talking bout roots I cant hate where Im from Cause where Im from made me (Cause where Im from made me) I came from the bottom of the slums But now I got me...me Thats because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots Verse 1 Hey I cant be mad at what yall meet ahead I dont regret my ghetto struggle due to my success It aint 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 aint just a name the way Ive been poor The projects burnin white, I call it gizmo Went from a gun to them cars in a Jigga video Cant 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 Im livin like my Momma told it Before you rip it, gotta sew it Yeah Chorus Im talking bout roots I cant hate where Im from Cause where Im from made me (Cause where Im from made me) I came from the bottom of the slums But now I got me...me Thats because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots Verse 2 Hey, still on my coupe but cant 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 Im stronger to this day Pain, I cant ignore it, you might say Im ignorant Flo Rida Roots lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/flo-rida-roots-lyrics.html Im 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 Im part of a legacy Im thankful for the hood, what is love without jealousy Theres only five letters really help me Chorus Im talking bout roots I cant hate where Im from Cause where Im from made me (Cause where Im from made me) I came from the bottom of the slums But now I got me...me Thats because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots Verse 3 Hey I know the seeds been planted Its 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 nothinif 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 Chorus Im talking bout roots I cant hate where Im from Cause where Im from made me (Cause where Im from made me) I came from the bottom of the slums But now I got me...me Thats because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh) Im talking bout roots