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Lyrics
[Verse]
Garden roots deep, dirt stains the soles,
Hole in my shoes, life took its tolls.
One shirt hanging, threadbare dreams,
Biking through the ghetto, chasing schemes.
[Chorus]
What you know about the struggle, the grind,
Second-hand bikes, uphill climbs.
Jackson nights, Tennessee skies,
Memphis beats where the truth never lies.
[Verse 2]
Mama said stretch a dollar, stretch a meal,
Empty fridge, but the hunger was real.
Sidewalks cracked, mirrors of our pain,
Prayin' for sun, but we lived in rain.
[Chorus]
What you know about the struggle, the grind,
Second-hand bikes, uphill climbs.
Jackson nights, Tennessee skies,
Memphis beats where the truth never lies.
[Bridge]
Rivers ran brown, dreams ran dry,
But the fire in the soul couldn’t ever die.
Roots in the garden, weeds in the cracks,
We built a kingdom where the world turned its back.
[Verse 3]
Bumpin' through the hood with a chain that squeaks,
Voices of the past in the wind, it speaks.
Ghosts of the block, they never leave,
Every crack in the concrete helped us believe.
Details
GeneratedJun 15, 2025
Duration2:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
memphis rap, gritty, male vocals, rap
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin_Carnett_753
Kevin_Carnett_753ModelAria v4
Prompt
Garden roots
What you know about that
What you know about having hole in shoes
Only having just one shirt
In the ghetto
We had second hand bikes
[male rap] [Memphis rap]
Jackson Tennessee
