OG Spliff - roots Lyrics

They was smoking work
Right inside of my grammy house
Probably reason why
I smoke whenever like it's any house
Life is like a road
Many routes you wouldn't even think about
Know ya roots & pay attention

We was serving work
Out my family house
That one in the middle of the burbs
You wouldn't even think about
I put all my trauma in this wood
Just tryna figure out
What's the use
Without intention

Check ya fruit before they grow
Reap what you sow in this dimension
Just make sure you tag me
When you mention
For the metrics baby
You know I'm just tryna get the bag right
Way I'm leaning I'm just tryna get my act right
Satellite flights lately been the daily
Cheap vacations just like Frankie back 2 back
Swore I blinked the whole day went by just like the that
I know my roots yeah it's goes further than the trap

We was serving work out my
XXXX cottonwood lane
Got the method man, who gone bring the pain
Aye, I just hit a stain
Junie tryna stop the rain
No one else to blame
But myself


Everything thing I felt
On the shelf
Till it's otherwise
I own my own masters
I am nothing like these other guys
OGS personified, certified whatever
I'm Kelly's son she taught me better

They was smoking work
Right inside of my grammy house
Probably reason why
I smoke whenever like it's any house
Life is like a road
Many routes you wouldn't even think about
Know ya roots & pay attention

We was serving work
Out my family house
That one in the middle of the burbs
You wouldn't even think about
I put all my trauma in this wood
Just tryna figure out
What's the use
Without intention



I put all my

I put my all problems in my blunt
No this ain't no stunt
Kneivel all my growth
Walk in like muzan
Know my demons very close
Hol' up

Sipping like my mama
Might throw up a couple commas
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
When you die can't take a dollar
So I'm tryna holla at you now
Know that
Crooked like jermaine
Got me grilling just like Kodak
In my DNA
I was OGS before rap


Just a running man from the west side
Take it wherever I gotta go
Just a running man from the west side
Take it wherever I gotta go



We was serving, swerving
Tryna take this shit where ever
Almost 2024 & that zip still your endeavor
Someone play some 702 need to get it together
Got different work but the same hustle that's forever

They was smoking work
Right inside of my grammy house
Probably reason why
I smoke whenever like it's any house
Life is like a road
Many routes you wouldn't even think about
Know ya roots & pay attention

We was serving work
Out my family house
That one in the middle of the burbs
You wouldn't even think about
I put all my trauma in this wood
Just tryna figure out
What's the use
Without intention