ฟังเพลงRoots

Song: Roots

Artist: Amine, J.I.D, Charlie Wilson

Lyrics: Parker Corey, Ritchie with a T, Pasqué, George Smallwood, Charlie Brown (OR), Charlie Wilson, JID & Aminé

Composed: Pasqué & Parker Corey

You say you heard a lot about me

Nigga, fuck what you heard

It's all fun and games 'til it happens like a Based God curse

Yeah, cell keep tickin' on me like I'm six-one-seven

My cousin steez Stizz like he's six-one-seven, okay

Devil on my shoulder, marijuana from Boulder

You know my niggas in this muthafuckin' bitch

If bein' ugly was pretty, I'd be the shit

Never been nowhere, but these niggas, they love to trip

Eritrea, Ethiopia, Habesha utopia

Bitches gettin' cold, then niggas grab your Patagonias

So I Toby acquired her

I had to get a baby who could make me get wired up

You know I'm 'bout that action

My nigga Marc could get it crackin'

Open up your soul and take your body like, "What's ha'nnin'"

I'm not a succulent or sucker, baby girl

These roots made me, I bring my flowers to the world (Yeah)

It's on me

When my flaws like ice, keep my soul inside (No, no, oh)

The sun is on me

And my stems don't bite if the light shines bright (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)

It's rainin' on me

My guilt weigh heavy, it cost me a life

I got my own seeds (Yeah)

They ripped my petals to my six 'cause my roots won't die

Check this out

Like humans and animals

Plants need both water and nutrients to survive, food

Most all plants use water to carry moisture, nutrients

Back and forth between the roots and leaves

Bitch

Searchin' for my shelter through the storm

I find peace, my safe haven, keepin' me far away from harm

Nevertheless, the greener grass is proof the roots are strong

But now we standin' here, divided, choose the side where you belong

Mama, keep the lights on

Yeah, all I see is red, so we awake the dead

She likes my third eye, she loves my third leg

This my third time around the worldwide, winds

Give me the Versai-, Versac-, Benz, put work in

Made my words work with pens, scribblin' sins, I drop gems

I don't got tick-tock time for them, seeds or stems

Evil men plottin', we see you 'cause we watching

We see you, believe me you, we see you (Mr. Route)

Get your ass up out that grass and stretch your limbs

Photosynthesis, I see the future picture, take a glimpse

Everything you tryna have is in your grab, so get a grip (Mr. Route)

It's for the kids (Mr. Route)

Yo, what it is?

It's on me

When my flaws like ice, keep my soul inside (No, no, oh)

The sun is on me

And my stems don't bite if the light shines bright (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)

It's rainin' on me

My guilt weigh heavy, it cost me a life

I got my own seeds (Yeah)

They ripped my petals to my six 'cause my roots won't die

(What the fuck)

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)

Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)

Let me grow