| Do you love gettin' high?
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| Touchin' the sky
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| Do you love smoking weed?
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| Are you just like me?
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| Do you love gettin' dough?
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| Don’t give a fuck who blows ya
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| Do you love gettin' high?
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| Touchin' the sky
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| Puffing a j
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| Up, Up and away I go
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| I’m fucked up but hey
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| There’s nothing to say
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| They know as I float above
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| The clouds gone with the wind
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| Above the trees, the breeze
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| Got me uplifted again
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| Taking me places I never visited
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| Soon as I hit this shit
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| I take flight
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| Point and look they might
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| So what? |
| (heh)
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| If you think I’m tore up
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| But I do what I wanna do, ain’t no fuckin' robot
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| Just a clever brother hover over mountains & buildings
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| Smokin' herb against this turbulence got me bouncin' & chillin
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| Willin' to venture to places unknown (unknown)
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| Well, as long a nigga can make it back home
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| To see the people that I care for, show em what I’m there for
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| Cherish the precious times & leave again to go grind
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| But still, make the best I will
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| I’ll just roll me up some kill & I’m chill (I'm chill)
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| Do you love gettin' high?
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| Touchin' the sky
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| Do you love smoking weed?
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| Are you just like me?
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| Do you love gettin' dough?
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| Don’t give a fuck who blows ya
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| Do you love gettin' high?
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| Touchin' the sky (x3) |