Roots

I'm rocking clothes I can't even pronounce
Driving a Jaguar that can't even pounce
0 to 100, that don't even count
Smoking some weed, I lost count at the ounce
Her a** like a ball, just know that it bounce
The place that we lie is back at the house
I fell on my knees, and I made her a spouse
I'm keeping my promise, the end of my vows

Back in the day and I had me a vision
We dancing around, well we cook in the kitchen
We bought a new house, and it really need fixin'
And shout out to God, it's not my decision
I'm woken up driven, and full of ambition
I'm coming in first, the only position
I'm moving at speeds like a man on a mission

Surviving the winters, and none of it easy
Middle of summer, wore hoodie and beanie
All of my haters, they just tryna be me
Passing through life, they thought it was easy
Ask 'em to look it up, tell me the meaning
Please shut your mouth, go back to the dreaming
Listen in closely, I'm not even screaming

Working that 9 to 5, off on the weekend
Shout out my boys, I'm listening to Leanin
Fall off the charts, he's not even cheating
Proto's whole verse, it has it's own season

Playing with fire the whole time we meeting
Not even rapping, I'm really just speaking
Judging me now, and I'm losing my feeling

Judging me now and I'm following through
End of the day and I'm really that dude
The one where your parents will ask if you knew
The love that I had, could fill up a room
Even a trip back and fourth to the moon
Blasting it off, the rocket go soon
Giving me chances, I might as well prove
Missing forever, with me, and you'd lose

Saying excuse me, I'm really not rude
How to fix anger? The answer is food
Get out the way, and I'll tell ya to move
Catching me slipping, I'll call it my grove
Babbling mouth, forget the excuse
The love that we made is really in use
F*** all the haters, get back to our roots



Credits
Writer(s): Official Yt
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