Aminé – Roots (ft. J.I.D & Charlie Wilson) (Audio, Lyrics, Visualizer)

Date 2020-08-11

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Aminé drops “Roots” featuring J.I.D & Charlie Wilson. Listen, stream, buy, watch the visualizer, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Pasqué & Parker Corey.

Aminé Roots

Aminé Roots

At the stroke of midnight, Amine delivered his brand new album Limbo, complete with fourteen songs and guest appearances from Young Thug, Vince Staples, Summer Walker, Charlie Wilson, and J.I.D. It’s the latter two who slide through to hold it down on “Roots,” a smooth collaboration that takes its time and lets things breathe. Instrumentally, the Pasqué and Parker Corey joint production is lush and vibrant, with a steady drumbeat laying the foundation for Amine and J.I.D’s reflections. Off top, the man of the hour’s keen sense of humor shines. “N***a, fuck what you heard,” raps Amine. “It’s all fun and games ’til it happens like a Based God curse.”

Dreamville’s J.I.D, who has been increasingly active on the guest verse circuit, slides through for the second verse. The dexterous Atlanta rapper busts out a few inventive flows, his staccato bars reminiscent of Andre 3000’s creative penmanship.

Aminé – Roots (ft. J.I.D & Charlie Wilson) (prod. Pasqué & Parker Corey)

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: Aminé]
You say you heard a lot about me
Nigga, fuck what you heard
It’s all fun and games ’til it happens like a Based God curse
Yeah, cell keep tickin’ on me like I’m six-one-seven
My cousin steez Stizz like he’s six-one-seven, okay
Devil on my shoulder, marijuana from Boulder
You know my niggas in this muthafuckin’ bitch
If bein’ ugly was pretty, I’d be the shit
Never been nowhere, but these niggas, they love to trip
Eritrea, Ethiopia, Habesha utopia
Bitches gettin’ cold, then niggas grab your Patagonias
So I Toby acquired her
I had to get a baby who could make me get wired up
You know I’m ’bout that action
My nigga Marc could get it crackin’
Open up your soul and take your body like, “What’s ha’nnin'”
I’m not a succulent or sucker, baby girl
These roots made me, I bring my flowers to the world (Yeah)

[Chorus: Aminé, Aminé & Charlie WilsonCharlie Wilson]
It’s on me
When my flaws like ice, keep my soul inside (No, no, oh)
The sun is on me
And my stems don’t bite if the light shines bright (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
It’s rainin’ on me
My guilt weigh heavy, it cost me a life
I got my own seeds (Yeah)
They ripped my petals to my six ’cause my roots won’t die

[Interlude: Aminé & Charlie Wilson]
Check this out
Like humans and animals
Plants need both water and nutrients to survive, food
Most all plants use water to carry moisture, nutrients
Back and forth between the roots and leaves
Bitch

[Verse 2: JID]
Searchin’ for my shelter through the storm
I find peace, my safe haven, keepin’ me far away from harm
Nevertheless, the greener grass is proof the roots are strong
But now we standin’ here, divided, choose the side where you belong
Mama, keep the lights on
Yeah, all I see is red, so we awake the dead
She likes my third eye, she loves my third leg
This my third time around the worldwide, winds
Give me the Versai-, Versac-, Benz, put work in
Made my words work with pens, scribblin’ sins, I drop gems
I don’t got tick-tock time for them, seeds or stems
Evil men plottin’, we see you ’cause we watching
We see you, believe me you, we see you (Mr. Route)
Get your ass up out that grass and stretch your limbs
Photosynthesis, I see the future picture, take a glimpse
Everything you tryna have is in your grab, so get a grip (Mr. Route)
It’s for the kids (Mr. Route)
Yo, what it is?

[Chorus: Aminé, Aminé & Charlie WilsonCharlie Wilson]
It’s on me
When my flaws like ice, keep my soul inside (No, no, oh)
The sun is on me
And my stems don’t bite if the light shines bright (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
It’s rainin’ on me
My guilt weigh heavy, it cost me a life
I got my own seeds (Yeah)
They ripped my petals to my six ’cause my roots won’t die
(What the fuck)

[Outro: Ritchie With a T & Charlie Wilson]
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)
Holy holy holy, holy holy holy (Let me grow)
Let me grow

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