loyal to the soil

that money stack tall but only partially my focus

so compassionate

struggle hard for me to cope with

do a lot for others

not for credit or to soak in

but to have an impact on direction that they go in

grounded by the roots

hooked to the soil

recognize the rumble that we're in

yeah it's royal

crabs in the barrel

wrapped up in foil

kids grow up scars that are rubbed now with oil

and life done changed a bit but i can't grow apart

for those in my position that don't feel me

grow a heart

i grew up round love but we had a slower start

hooping on the tree and fighting at the park

luckily we had guidance

we was more blessed than others

we was the deepest family

nobody had more cousins

the street lights would flicker everybody running no huddle

cause if you didn't make it everybody got in trouble

i won't let that money define me

i let my struggles refine me

i know my angels behind me

young

rich

and in the sticks tryna find peace

i ain't get high and i ain't sell dope

people ask why?" i did it for my folks