Fordson Labs - Roots II lyrics

Let me see ya roots, roots, roots
Roots, roots, roots, roots

I said give it to me one
Time but it's part three
I'm biting at it like shark week
Still got my doves with me that's
Two shots on a par three
Maybach so matted out that it's
Looking at me RawR XD
I ain't got no maybach that's a lot
Of guap for a car g
Spending that on a brass type
Get a saxophone or a suisiphone
Spend a million hours in my room alone
I’m just cheffing cheffing cooking
Whipping whipping tryna
Make the people listen listen to it
Little voice you gotta listen to it
Instrumental by the Sun God now sit
Back watch my glisten to it

Roots

Give it to me three time for the crown dawg
That’s triple crown that’s thoroughbred
I got a whole stack of young Ben Frank
That’s green gravy that’s shortbread
That’s old Cole this new a dove
That’s yesterday, today’s new love
I took the bars back to Labs
I cut up my soul and serve it like cold cuts
Cross examine my work boy
You blood, sweat, tears, water roots
Boss tweed in two weeks
Got the truth broadcast fine tuned
They told me no more of that soft Cole
Well boy you got your wish
I nail my tears down to the gravestone
Now dawgs snapping at this
My momma taught to say oh lawd
If I ain’t had it than I would blasted
That’s 4 out of 4 times for the gold stars
Going and put that joint on the masthead
I’m from 19 to the 07
I was 14 when I had a dream
It was last year when it came to life
Now I’m on the stage with my team, roots

Let me see ya roots, roots, roots
Roots, roots, roots, roots

Roots