Wheatgrass Shot (Straight to the Head) - Kenny Garrett

Uh, shot straight the head, I’m flying now

Open me up to this life

So many things that I’m finding out

That real green, no cannabis

Drinking it, like, can I live?

Like Jay-Z, cause it may be

The best thing next to my lady

Stay free of them pills when possible

I fear no obstacles

Can’t let nobody stop the soul

Keeps me cold when I drop a flow

Left my old ways and that, I’m whole

Juice to the youth like I ain’t old

I ain’t know it would be like this

The feeling of that wheatgrass, priceless

The feeling that I got, so righteous

Everything that i got, I might risk

To have her in my arms like this

My girlfriend away from home

See the grass strengthen my bones

Open my eyes to what’s going on

Everybody know what’s going wrong

And so on and so on, she don’t wanna wait for it

Patiently waiting, and I got a taste for it

Sorry I’m leaving but I got a date

I’ll get it

That’s how I’m gonna take her

Wake up, in the morning I’m fiending

No coffee man, I need that green and…

I need that thing to get rid of my demons

I’m finna shower, was thinkin' I’m singing

Another day tryna get by

Too many places I need to get by

So stressed out and I don’t know how

The schedule that i got, I don’t stick by

But the shot contains things for my brain

Feel like a truck I’ve been hit by

But I get back up and I’m better than ever

And I’m ready to go and go get my life on

Days short but nights long

I keep on singing that right song

Keep on putting it down to the ground like pythons

Strike one, got two more goals

My mics on me so I can do more flows

Stay with it, can’t lose control

Stay with it, yeah, they know

Yeah they know, yeah they know

Yeah they know, yeah they know

Yeah they know, yeah they know

Yeah they know, yeah they know

Wheatgrass, wheatgrass

Shot straight the head, I’m flying now

Open me up to this life

So many things that I’m finding out

That real green, no cannabis

Drinking it, like, can I live?

Like Jay-Z, cause it may be

The best thing next to my lady

It fills my body up with oxygen

Man, I tell, how can it not be him?

Not be me?

Keep it safe like lock and key

Word is cold but how hot is he?

Supernova, drunk off life like, who was sober?

You’re in my way, you’re in, we’re over

Sun is shining and moving closer

Nowhere to go but up, uh

Taking my time, can’t rush time

Mountains are like anthills to us, fine

Only the real ones can touch the sky

And plus I keep an open eye

And hate I defeat fast

Just bring a track with a beat and a pad or a sheet

And a glass of that wheatgrass