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they root for 

Literally 
Roof caving in what I think about it 
Sky is the mother fucking limit aint no ceiling round me 
Literally 
Literally
Yea

It’s two stonetown legends connected

A generation of youth has been ignited by driven icons that have since departed
A misconception to those who

of presence

Hold on wait a minute
The root of a problem
Is the problems that don't get uprooted
I'm an underground artist
Grounding my work for years intuned

music fucking whack
I'm just here to change the game
So, when you hear me on a track
Better duck motherfucker
Level 1 is my plaque

Another body dropping

What does it say
That I only speak of you
In the past tense
What could I say to you
That wouldn't just be
Wasted breath
You communicate through music

This for the ones who moving crime to life
Doing drive-by shootings gon lose his nine lives tonight
This for the ones who choose to grind and fight

I'm not like that anymore
But what I'm sure of I have a tendency
To escape from reality
With the help of the music and my wild fantasy
They've helped me

music wasn't great, cause I took a step back
Didn't really have a motive, didn't know that It was wack
I ain't proud of my wrongs, I ain't proud of my

I wanna take the feathers out of my head
I'm no longer enchanted by this relationship
I wanted more color
I wanted more sun
More green, more yellow,

don't kno what's up with me
That Riesling and rolling papers make it hard to see
But they wolves in sheep's clothing they produced by mike dean
Them

I hear your music as a tame attempt
You're merely a student of the game, I guess
You've gotta slay the beast, just to stay the best
Raise the beat,

a nigga listen cavities hit the root
Niggas talking bout size never fit in my shoes
Size up nigga for what... you still gonna lose
They be living in they

You Don't Know What You're Missing 
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

I was forced to surrender, at least that's what I tell myself
It wasn't worth

I'm sorry if I disappoint you (Please)
I can't do it by myself (Please)
Please pray for yah boii man I'm drowning
Too many broken promises here lately

different level a whole different plane
She dig it like shovels whenever I sang
While she tryna get to the root of the problem
I'm tryna get to the part where

is new
Had to learn from a bigger truth
Thats part of a deeper root
That lies underneath from where it grew
I look in the mirror asking questions like

cape
Sunshine but always get caught in the rain
I need some ice so I'm needing a jeweler
Negative thoughts 'bout my music, I proof 'em wrong
She spoiled

We sparking these ideas up from nothing
That's all we had
Not literally nothing but nothing to brag about
Infatuated by the flashy shit
The fastest

of fact, there was times I was stuck
Got up out of there, talent to bucks, uh
Rarely give trust
I had 200 for brunch
Growing in roots with the trunk
Keep

after our first session
After we identified that anxiety was the root cause of things that I was dealing with
I thought I'd have a better grasp

me loving her
She got me feeling right
Aw fuck I'm too excited this music had got me up now
I can tell what your looking for make a Nigga glad that he

and then roll up the splif
I need something stronger to deal with this shit
Trying make it with music this no 9 to 5
Hustle day to day I'm just trying get by

touching and get burned
That's a general warning to
Whom it my concern music has returned to the
Roots and the essence
Went from the star student to
The dude

Sometimes my lyrics get caught up in what I gotta say
Everything is meaningful not like the drug taking music you hear today
Now don't get it twisted I'm not