Central Cee — MY ROOTS

❤️ Support ZyMelStudio! Like, comment, and subscribe for more music. Thank you for your support! 🎶🔥 Lyrics West London, late nineties Little kid with a head full of dreams Didn't know what life had waiting for him Just knew he wanted something more Born in Ladbroke Grove, summer ninety-eight Little did I know how much a home could change Mum and Dad separated, I was only seven Too young to understand why the love was ending Moved to Shepherd’s Bush with my mum and my brothers Watched her carry pain while she cared for the others I could feel the pressure, even when nobody spoke Little man growing up with a weight he never chose Dad would take us driving, music playing loud Old-school rhythms while we rode around Sometimes in the van, sometimes sleeping in the back Didn't have much comfort, but the music filled the gaps Not every memory came with a smile Had to learn the meaning of a struggle as a child Mum was doing her best, trying to keep us alright I saw grown-up problems through a young boy's eyes Eight years old, putting feelings on a page Couldn't explain the pressure, so I wrote away the pain Words inside a notebook, thoughts I couldn't say Never knew those little lines might take me somewhere one day I wanted things the other kids could get New clothes, a phone, things I couldn't forget Money started looking like a way to make things right Didn't understand the cost of chasing it at night School wasn't always where I found my lessons Life outside the classroom gave me different questions Riding through the city, looking out across the streets Seeing different worlds that were just a ride away from me West London showed me two sides of the game Some had everything, some were chasing change I was young and observant, always thinking ahead Trying to find a different road from the one I was led I was just a kid with a dream in the rain Trying to turn the hurt into something I could make Mum had her struggles, I could see it in her face So I promised myself I would find another way From the west side roads to a life I couldn't see Had a thousand doubts, but a voice inside of me If the world didn't listen, I'd keep writing my truth Every line was a step from the pain of my youth Fourteen, first studio, a friend took me inside Heard my own voice through the speakers for the first time That moment made the dream feel real, not far away I knew I wanted music, even if I couldn't say I started making songs, trying different sounds Melodies and flows, still searching for my ground Put my music out, but the numbers weren't enough Watched others rise while I was trying to adjust Confidence was low, I had to take a break Years of trying different things, wondering what to change I wasn't born a star, I was learning as I went Every failed attempt became a lesson in the end Life wasn't a movie, there were choices I regret Some roads looked like money, but came with a debt I wanted to provide, wanted more for my family Turn the things I lived through into something they could see And Mum, I hope you know I saw the weight you had to hold Even when I was too young To understand what you went through I couldn't fix it back then I only had a pen But every word I wrote Was a promise to begin again Then I found my direction, started seeing things clear Less chasing every sound, more becoming who I am Let the real voice speak, put my stories on the beat Turned the years of struggle into something people feel "Day in the Life", let the new chapter begin Years of working in the shadows, now the world tuned in From Shepherd’s Bush to stages in another country Same kid underneath, still remembers where he's from Success doesn't erase what you carry from before You can change the clothes you wear, you can change the front door Still remember where you started, what you wanted to escape And the people back at home who helped shape your fate I won't say the journey was an easy one Every step took patience, every loss taught something I was never just a headline or a name upon a screen I was once a young boy trying to build a bigger dream I was just a kid with a dream in the rain Trying to turn the hurt into something I could make Mum had her struggles, I could see it in her face So I promised myself I would find another way From the west side roads to a life I couldn't see Had a thousand doubts, but a voice inside of me If the world didn't listen, I'd keep writing my truth Every line was a step from the pain of my youth Ladbroke Grove, Shepherd’s Bush A notebook full of feelings and a dream to pursue Before the fame, before the lights There was a kid watching his mum trying to make things right No matter how far you travel You remember where you came from West London... That's where the story starts. #MyRoots #CentralCeeVibe #UKRap #UKDrill #BritishRap #RealLifeStory #NeverForgetYourRoots #RapMusic #HipHop #StreetRap #UndergroundRap #NewRapMusic #Music2026 #ZyMelStudio #YouTubeMusic#Eminem#hiphop