The Roots I came from the Roots how the fuck can you pull me down Been with the clowns in the towns and we fucked around Back in my zone you an opp you gon get low Come with your brand we gon take off your logo Like bro...we on Go mode(let's go) Practice makes perfect so I practiced this shit and I'm close to perfection You think you the one we go make you a rejection By "We" I really meant by Me, God, myself and I My bad My bad I'm always gonna offend you Never said sorry lil bih that's offense too Come with your verse and I give you a verse 2 Up all night and still trapping I'm gassed too Rest in peace to my homies and my uncle in tha grave When I was dull you taught me that life could come with waves Either you ride or you slide off it Stay fit and pop your shit Let them keep bugging They won't pay you for your shit I got my 99+1 lifestyle from my Grandpa The father to my Father let me not just go further Let me save that story line for another I'm at a boiling point can't care for another Nigga better learn to grow your shit and stop stutter Your bro could be Mickey don't tell em ya set ups Cause he might just tell on you to block your blow up STFU just go pop up Turn it up to a lick if it's sweet call it lollipop Go fast like a nigga on four wheels of drop top They know I belong to the top So don't pour me a cup I drink from the bottle and I drink from the source Set my lay ups not Rich but I will dunk On these motherfuckers like bruh what the fuck? I'm a Street nigga with dreams to be a Don Always on my shit I can't really be done Put me on a spotlight keep the phonies on the background Put my sound on them foes won't get it I'm a real nigga fake niggas get ready When I start getting hot y'all niggas gonna go fading Mehn pause I'm too good my bars and my flows they take no loss But you too dumb too slow you a ho Quick to judge a nigga for a point you no pro