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wiess – fruit tree كلمات اغاني

fruit tree, fruit tree, seeds in soil
grew it all myself and i’ll share the spoils
grew it from the ground; you can taste the sound
it’s rooted deep and it’s a forest now
fruit tree, fruit tree, seeds in soil
grew it all myself and i’ll share the spoils
grew it from the ground; you can taste the sound
it’s rooted deep and it’s a forest now
you been selling fruit but it’s secondhand
i grew the tree developing a brand
slave to the minuscule details
zoned in now my thoughts never derailed
used to go parties, now i go to fewer
been chasing this since since i was a junior
marijuana user
looking to the sky like i know the future
grew the roots like i’m jimmy fallon
you been raised a fish but you somehow drowning?
made a wave because i got some talent
f_cking 10s in koa wood medallions
shorter than sh_t but the movements sprouting
pixar sheep i bound, keep bounding
took a chill pill i’m still rowdy
somehow always ass around me
shorter than devito
can’t say the same for my d_mn ego (yeah yo)
hitting bongs with leo he the sh_t yeah he my _ psych!
can’t shut my mouth bro i’ll f_cking strike
controversy on my cheap old mic
feeling like my head is on a swivel
attitude is wishful
i’m just tryna get a fistful of that cash
learn guitar, play like slash
share the stash
you can crash with me
cause i always got the homies
planting all my seeds
originate from dome piece
lay em in the dirt or when your girl is tryna blow me
fruit tree, fruit tree, seeds in soil
grew it all myself and i’ll share the spoils
grew it from the ground; you can taste the sound
it’s rooted deep and it’s a forest now
fruit tree, fruit tree, seeds in soil
grew it all myself and i’ll share the spoils
grew it from the ground; you can taste the sound
it’s rooted deep and it’s a forest now
pick one, pick two, yeah i pluck the fruit
i am the tree like my name is groot
every bar is truth
i got my own soundbooth
make a soundtrack with my midi flute
filling baskets, neighbors asking “what’s that racket?”
(cause) every single night she be blowing like a gasket
logo on a jacket
i’ll pave the way
for the next gen of wiess to get some f_cking pay
y’all been focused on the wrong things
taking off in flight so i’m working on some strong wings
swear to god my bong sings, every time i rip
disneyland and an acid trip
gotta get a grip before i hit the strip
i drip, you flip to what’s f_cking hip?
i ain’t f_cking with it
i’m just feeling rhythmic
talk your sh_t but i’m my harshest critic

- wiess

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