Soul Food Lyrics - Cadillactica - Big K.r.i.t.

Out here in this world, just tryna make it 

Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it 

But damn I really miss those times 

That soul food's on my mind 

Mind, mind, mind 

Grandma's hands used to usher Sunday mornings 

Now before Sunday school, I hustle and I'm on it 

I can't slow down, nah, a dollar and a dream 

In this life you live, you're either the dealer or the fiend 

Leanin' horizontal 

The acrobats on the corner, they flip 

So when them white vans pull up, shawty, we dip 

Out of view, could've been a track star at the school 

But it took the police just to get that .44 out of you 

Dash, sprint, hurdle, over those steel gates 

They keep us in and keep folk out but we don't feel safe 

As we used to back when we was in a booster 

Watchin' our uncles drink coolers, talkin' [?] 

Over rib bones 

Now I sideways tote 

How did Bobby Johnson hold it? 

Pull the trigger 'til the clip gone 

Potato tip, no potato salad 

That American pie ain't even snappin' 

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Out here in this world, just tryna make it 

Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it 

But damn I really miss those times 

That soul food's on my mind 

Mind, mind, mind 

Aromas on the corner, these the soul, they say 

Some greens just can't be cleaned and you can't wash out the taste 

Of rotten roots 

Salted looks and herbs 

If it ain't made with love then it ain't fit to serve, I heard 

Some get bruised and battered 

Thrown away half eaten as if their seeds never ever mattered 

It ain't ripe, it ain't right 

That's why most people don't make love no more 

They just fuck and they fight 

What happened to the stay-togethers? 

Die with you, and that means forever 

Grandparents had that kind of bond 

But now we on some other shit 

Nah, we ain't got no rubbers here 

I know she creepin' so that ain't my son 

Apples fall off of trees and roll down hills 

We can't play games no more cause we got bills 

Back in the day, the yard was oh so filled 

Now nobody comes around here 

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Out here in this world, just tryna make it 

Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it 

But damn I really miss those times 

That soul food's on my mind 

Mind, mind, mind 

(Never thought it'd be, no soul food on my plate 

We gather 'round and lie, bow our heads and pray 

And I) I still remember, the family parties 

The happy faces, no broken hearts 

Nobody starvin', but all that there is old news 

What happened to the soul food?