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Amber Strother - Old Playgrounds Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Lynn Road taught me get the heart of a lion
We lived young, Wild, and free to see earthlings
First school gave me game how to protect Your neck
Cause you gotta learn how to respect back
Aldert Root had raccoons cocooning in their place
Always make a move so they don’t get spit in the face
Love goofing off, lost in the free world
Showing off my favorite cars, skipped doing I was taught
Leesville my god, what difference that school made
You had to be pretty or crunch with the fade
Speak your game to the fakes, they’ll know who’s a queer
Fought all my tears, day to day, every grade
It’s me against the world, against all odds
Always keep my head up, I get around
In god I trust, move around and show people love
Love me or hate me, that’s what these playgrounds are

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Lived through my battle scars, saved them in my heart
And they wanna keep me boxed in, not become a star
They wanna see my days numbered
They rather see me stay struggled
Lived through my battle scars, saved them in my heart
And they wanna keep me boxed in, not become a star
I just wanna inspire the escape
And I Just wanna live up to my potential
[Verse 2:]
I bring the pain, the hardships and trauma to your ears
For the ones just like me told never be here
To the days I was out of touch, thought I was done
Turn my face red and blackout, but I didn’t tap out
Where I’m from, I rep the 919 though
Can’t forget the people from the 984
Came a long way at the 276
Hold up, let me the things that made me grew up
Broughton High got the purple swag with the gold
My goals were to make it out before I get old
Leesville Road had the Carolina blues
Gray clouds with the robbery after school
As a kid, I’ve never thought about the green
Usually I would come home at The Neuse playing games
Poole Road got me into rapping can’t you tell?
Going back to Seawell, hope my listeners see me well

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[Verse 3:]
Born black and I’m proud, same as Martin Luther
I had a dream I get a deal, now or never
We shoot for the gold, inspirations to be stars
Then a brown skin shoot us down their reward
In god I trust, but the greens all fucked up
Showing off on the gram, make your death bloody red
And I understand my parents want me to see the yellow sky
Long as Jesus protect me, all day and night
Everybody carried guns they don’t want to get got
Somebody questions you, oh my god they got shot
Cops wanna white out, everybody cringed
How another grey storm coming like a dead end
School taught me letters, school gave me gifts
Hope the young take mines, of course don’t be a bitch
I’m used to being second, I’d rather finished last
Cause that’s how this Gray lesson makes you wanna past
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