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a fully grown tree - rottenmynded lyrics

intro:
(robert): i’m good, b…so i could start chasing my grandkids if i ever have some!
(hector): that’s the same sh*t i be saying, yo
that’s the same sh*t i be saying with my kids, bro
(robert): grandkids! macho…he ain’t…he ain’t gon give you none…never…we’re waiting, b, we’re waiting, we’re getting old, yo. we usually have them when we’re 50

v1: like father, like son, how could that be?, you didn’t stay/baby mama drama, guess that was enough to walk away…led astray* healthy households were never on display/hesitate* i grew up around families that’d separate…

dad would bring me on the bike, he was cheating on those rides/in the crib with different b*tches, he was keeping me outside…who would’ve known that i would grow* and be a cheater in my life?/though i forgave him as a man, there’s still some things that i despise…

heard lies from my mother’s side, lies from my father’s side/since a preteen, honesty was always compromised…was going through my hardest times, sat in that apartment crying/child support and family courts, ignored him when he’s walking by
look…

bridge: self*reflecting, questioning how i lived/fam asks me when i plan to have kids, it always hits…there’s no way to put it simpler than this* i’m still facing childhood traumas, where a child can’t coexist…but*

hook: where do i even begin?…
where do i even begin?…
forgive me for the sins that i really keep committing…

this my journey, this my path, ooh/praying up to god, this ain’t the worst thing i could ask, ooh…need a lil guidance* unlearning what i have to* to be a better man in this little life of mine

v2: i know we’re good now, but growing up was wild, i couldn’t say* all the fights with stepfather, all the arguing and hate…all the problems we encountered, sh*t that i would tolerate/saying how he ain’t my dad, but he was watching me be great…taught me boxing, ripped my artbooks when i dropped alot in grades/every time i’d disrespect, he really socked me in the face…all the punishments, downplayed accomplishments/had flaws and he was mocking them, he helped me grow confidence…i noticed as i got older, he was filling a void/he didn’t get to raise his son, i was a privileged boy…but ungrateful, these days, i’m thankful/we never played catch, but we caught fish on the same boat…my real dad had a stroke, could’ve been an angel/we caught up, now we’re all standing in the same room…sitting at the table, no tension, just saying “i’m so proud of how they raised you”…now that’s a great view…see, if you been through what i been through, you would change too/these days, we’re healing from these wounds, this band*aid’s new…
these were days i prayed for…good memories, and now we’ve made more/
no drama with my loved ones, a father is a name for*

bridge: the man who raised me, and he who never did…fam asks me when i plan to have a kid…there’s no way to put it simpler than this* i’m still healing, but i’ll be the greatest father that there is
for real…

hook: where do i even begin?…
where do i even begin?
forgive me for the sins that i really keep committing…

this my journey, this my path, ooh/praying up to god, this ain’t the worst thing i could ask, ooh…need a lil guidance* unlearning what i have to* to be a better man in this little life of mine

outro:
(hector): i worked construction…”off the books”… because if i didn’t work “off the books,” i would have to pay, ummm, a hundred and* a hundred dollars a week per kid…
(rottenmynded): per kid?…
(hector): per kid…
(rottenmynded): see, this is why i don’t have kids
(hector): yeah…and i have 5 kids
(rob): that’s why i say “don’t f*ck up when you have a kid”…you know…some girls are very devious
(rottenmynded): yeah, i know. but me and kathy work together very well
(robert): i was paying* i was giving this n*gga alot of money…he was taking my income tax and everything, i was just mad. every year, it was “this motherf*cker”…couldn’t even give me* couldn’t even give me 5 dollars*
(rottenmynded): i’m not part of this conversation, i’m sorry ya’ll
(robert): ain’t even give me 5 dollars when i was broke and they had all that money
(lil robert): what happened?
(rottenmynded): they’re talking about the child support they used to give us
(robert): remember i used to give you all that money?
“nooo”
(robert): you had a brand new bed, you had everything, i had nothing!
(lil robert): what the f*ck you’re talking about? it’s not my fault. i didn’t put you on child support, bruh
(rottenmynded): that’s a cute ceiling here, huh? hey everybody, look at this ceiling

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