But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,
And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,
And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels
Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,
This the district where politicians is fucking goons
A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year
Be gracious i got the patience to not completely piss all over you career
West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools
My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,
The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,
But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules
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