Emerald Sarter - Family Tree (5am) Lyrics

I need money I don’t need the fame
Lookin’ out the window I see pain
Pain we didn’t deserve
Tryna let go of the hurt
Break the generational curse
If nobody else then I’ll go first
I’ll be the one to carry
Every weary heart if it gets hard I know
Feel like your condition is critical
If nothing else you gotta know
If nothing else you gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Who you are
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Who you are cuz I swear that it’s critical, yea
This world is so cynical, yea
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
You gotta know
You gotta know
Don’t want my mother on her feet
Workin’ 9 to 5 just to eat
Tell my brothers they are kings
Tell my mother she’s a queen
They can make their dreams reality
They can be who they wanna be
Break the chains they are free
From mental slavery yea
We are free oh yea
Oh yea oh yea
To my father I love you very much
Yea, But
I wish that you had watered your seeds & gave us more of your love, yea
Cuz when we were young all we needed was your love
And I hope that God gives you a new start
Ohhh, so you don’t have to run, so far, from us
So far from love
I pray that my brother’s learn how to be men
I pray that they just find a friend
In you oh yes I do
And baby boy listen up cuz
This one’s for you
I need the youngest one
To find someone to, look up to
To run to
He can look up in the sky
Lift your head high
Ohh I, I

I need money I don’t need the fame
Lookin’ out the window I see pain
Pain we didn’t deserve
Tryna let go of the hurt
Break the generational curse
If nobody else then I’ll go first
I’ll be the one to carry
Every weary heart if it gets hard I know
Feel like your condition is critical
If nothing else you gotta know
If nothing else you gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Who you are
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Who you are cuz I swear that it’s critical, yea
This world is so cynical, yea
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
Ya gotta know ya gotta know
You gotta know
You gotta know
Don’t want my mother on her feet
Workin’ 9 to 5 just to eat
Tell my brothers they are kings
Tell my mother she’s a queen
They can make their dreams reality
They can be who they wanna be
Break the chains they are free
From mental slavery yea
We are free oh yea
Oh yea oh yea
To my father I love you very much
Yea, But
I wish that you had watered your seeds & gave us more of your love, yea
Cuz when we were young all we needed was your love
And I hope that God gives you a new start
Ohhh, so you don’t have to run, so far, from us
So far from love
I pray that my brother’s learn how to be men
I pray that they just find a friend
In you oh yes I do
And baby boy listen up cuz
This one’s for you
I need the youngest one
To find someone to, look up to
To run to
He can look up in the sky
Lift your head high
Ohh I, I