Planting the Roots Only to Fall Out the Tree

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches






I keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts or life (yeah)

Seems like my home has become something I can't recognize (ayy)

Doubters turn to believers, but fuck, I'm not surprised (yeah)

I miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side (what?)

Crazy how friends switch it, askin' how they can get a picture

What happened to, "What's up, homie—how ya' doing? Goddamn, I miss ya"

Don't wanna be nowhere else, so I'm making myself create this hell

In the place I dwell, stuck in an open cell

Take me back 'fore the levees fell






Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches

Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches






Yeah, I be that 7th Ward Lord with them devil horns

Born and raised in the waves of the storm

The flood has left me wet and torn

The Garden of Eden destroyed by Babylon demons

They poured the chlorine with no warning

Petals on the floor freezing

A world once unexplored, I think I'm Marco Polo covered in thorns

Set my compass to avoid tethered forms

New Orleans is war-torn, I ain't bettin' scores

And all of my friends are now whores

And I'm bored of the replication of the life

I once lived in the city I once adored