Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roots, artist - Aminé. Album song Limbo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CLBN
Song language: English
Roots |
| 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 |