Yeah yeah yeah yeah
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Help is coming but it's often too late
It's an Alcatraz trap gotta flow to escape
You grew up there in SF proper
Bet I rep for the Bay bet it's young Son of Paper
They'll remember the name but
I don't wanna drink I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna think I don't fall asleep
Tourists coming for us call em Keith Lee
But it's hard to love the city that don't love me
I'm unwelcome in the places I like like like
I hate saying hate saying goodbye bye bye
Caught inside this social scrutiny
People living life foolishly
We all love assumptions til it make something out you and me
Care more about the truth when I die put that in my eulogy
Hoping it's not soon noticed we losing queens and losing kings
That's why I show the love planting good rooting seeds
Praying they all bloom to trees
Food for thought fruit to eat
Not where I would like to be but trust me fam I'm soon to be
Way I wear my heart and mind
Like belts to waists and shoes to feet
Making songs as catalyst that heal the hurt and move the weak
Know we all love bangers but when I hop on I soothe the beat
Some don't ever show you love until you past and you deceased
We choose to be like crabs in buckets trapped inside cruel to see
So tell me now who is free
When most don't got no room to speak
Comfortable rocking solo but know that my crew be moving deep
Some livin in super speed but me I'm living lucidly
One to be truthfully
Fresh to death too unique
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be SF
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers Mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Some of us gotta leave
Some of us goin stay
But we will all forever be
Children of the Bay
Children of the Bay
One day we'll find a way
sf state of mind Video (MV)
Performed By: Son of Paper
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Hilberto Quinonez, Kyle Shin, Adam Enriquez, Lauren Marquez
Son of Paper - sf state of mind Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Help is coming but it's often too late
It's an Alcatraz trap gotta flow to escape
You grew up there in SF proper
Bet I rep for the Bay bet it's young Son of Paper
They'll remember the name but
I don't wanna drink I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna think I don't fall asleep
Tourists coming for us call em Keith Lee
But it's hard to love the city that don't love me
I'm unwelcome in the places I like like like
I hate saying hate saying goodbye bye bye
Caught inside this social scrutiny
People living life foolishly
We all love assumptions til it make something out you and me
Care more about the truth when I die put that in my eulogy
Hoping it's not soon noticed we losing queens and losing kings
That's why I show the love planting good rooting seeds
Praying they all bloom to trees
Food for thought fruit to eat
Not where I would like to be but trust me fam I'm soon to be
Way I wear my heart and mind
Like belts to waists and shoes to feet
Making songs as catalyst that heal the hurt and move the weak
Know we all love bangers but when I hop on I soothe the beat
Some don't ever show you love until you past and you deceased
We choose to be like crabs in buckets trapped inside cruel to see
So tell me now who is free
When most don't got no room to speak
Comfortable rocking solo but know that my crew be moving deep
Some livin in super speed but me I'm living lucidly
One to be truthfully
Fresh to death too unique
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be SF
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers Mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Some of us gotta leave
Some of us goin stay
But we will all forever be
Children of the Bay
Children of the Bay
One day we'll find a way
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Help is coming but it's often too late
It's an Alcatraz trap gotta flow to escape
You grew up there in SF proper
Bet I rep for the Bay bet it's young Son of Paper
They'll remember the name but
I don't wanna drink I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna think I don't fall asleep
Tourists coming for us call em Keith Lee
But it's hard to love the city that don't love me
I'm unwelcome in the places I like like like
I hate saying hate saying goodbye bye bye
Caught inside this social scrutiny
People living life foolishly
We all love assumptions til it make something out you and me
Care more about the truth when I die put that in my eulogy
Hoping it's not soon noticed we losing queens and losing kings
That's why I show the love planting good rooting seeds
Praying they all bloom to trees
Food for thought fruit to eat
Not where I would like to be but trust me fam I'm soon to be
Way I wear my heart and mind
Like belts to waists and shoes to feet
Making songs as catalyst that heal the hurt and move the weak
Know we all love bangers but when I hop on I soothe the beat
Some don't ever show you love until you past and you deceased
We choose to be like crabs in buckets trapped inside cruel to see
So tell me now who is free
When most don't got no room to speak
Comfortable rocking solo but know that my crew be moving deep
Some livin in super speed but me I'm living lucidly
One to be truthfully
Fresh to death too unique
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be
There's no love left in my city
Where I'd grown up Frisco forgive me
If I move out don't take it personal
I'll be the person you raised me to be SF
People falling on the pavement all the time
Even I been scared of dying San Francisco state of mind
Why're you fighting with your brothers Mama's scared to go outside
Even when I end up dying San Francisco state of mind
Some of us gotta leave
Some of us goin stay
But we will all forever be
Children of the Bay
Children of the Bay
One day we'll find a way
Writer: Hilberto Quinonez, Kyle Shin, Adam Enriquez, Lauren Marquez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid