
Seasoned Different
misterstuntington· 3:45 · 19 plays · v3-preview
- hip-hop/rap
- atmospheric
- male vocalist
- deep soul
- good artist
- atlanta rap
- ambiance
Lyrics
Intro
Same name on the building, same dust on my boots
Came up around the business, learned the weight of the roots
Wasn't handed every answer, had to learn how it moved
Different kind of pressure when the bloodline got something to prove
Verse
Granddad built the countertops
From lumber that he hauled
Sundays at the family table
Prayers before the grace was called
Business bloomed like basil
Sprouting steady through the stone
Every measure, every minute
Was a brick into our home
I learned young what the scale meant
Every ounce had to be right
Watched the warehouse come alive
Before I knew the price of nights
Now I'm walking through the same doors
But the view ain't what it was
When the company shares your last name
You don't clock out from the blood
Pre-Chorus
Now the name is on the signage
Hanging high above the street
But the roots stay in the mortar
Where the garlic meets the wheat
Every blend got its balance
Every batch gotta hit
You can copy what's inside it
But you can't season like this
Chorus
We seasoned different
Yeah, the last name carry weight
From the powder to the profit
Every recipe innate
We seasoned different
Had the flavor from the start
They can measure every ounce
But they can't measure the heart
We seasoned different
Mm, different
We seasoned different
Verse 2
I ain't saying I was born up
With my feet already set
Family name can open doors
But it don't earn no respect
Had to move it, had to stack it
Had to learn it from the floor
Now I know the whole operation
Way beyond the office door
Little pepper in the pressure
Little salt inside the scars
Every season left a lesson
Every lesson raised the bar
They see family in the title
I see years behind the scenes
You can inherit what was built
Still gotta earn what the name means
Pre-Chorus
Now the name is on the signage
Hanging high above the street
But the roots stay in the mortar
Where the garlic meets the wheat
Every blend got its balance
Every batch gotta hit
You can copy what's inside it
But you can't season like this
Chorus
We seasoned different
Yeah, the last name carry weight
From the powder to the profit
Every recipe innate
We seasoned different
Had the flavor from the start
They can measure every ounce
But they can't measure the heart
We seasoned different
Mm, different
We seasoned different
Bridge
Some inherit silver spoons
We inherited the grind
Long days, late shifts
Whole history on the line
So when they ask what makes it different
I don't need to overtalk
It's the hands that built the table
And the name above the shop
Final Chorus
We seasoned different
That's the only way we know
From the family to the factory
Every generation grows
We seasoned different
Still the same roots underneath
Built a name from what we carried
Now it's hanging over the street
We seasoned different
Mm, different
Yeah, we seasoned different
Outro
Same name
Same roots
New chapter
Still measured by the ounce
Still carried by the name
We seasoned different
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