| Light a tree is my therapy
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| Bong rips taking long trips
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| Moccasins on like a Cherokee
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| Cruise the day 'til the stars peak
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| All these dreams within arm’s reach
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| Every exhale it calms me
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| Trying to see the future like a palm read
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| And it looks so bright through this bomb weed
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Cone sparked, jeans stone washed
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| Mind gone, I need Onstar
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| Remember a million seemed so far
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| Me and my partners in my mom’s car
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| Hot boxing talking 'bout how we gonna live good when we all on
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| Five cars, wheels all chrome
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| Taking trips to Cabo
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| Change the weather, gotta leave the snow
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| Corner store trips got weed to roll
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| Young kids with good intentions
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| Living life like heathens though
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| Ask the neighbors they seen the show
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| Mommas kept the faith they seen the glow
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| Amount to nothing that’s what we was told
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| Counted out from the start
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| That’s why reefer’s rolled
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| Light a tree is my therapy
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| Bong rips taking long trips
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| Moccasins on like a Cherokee
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| Cruise the day 'til the stars peak
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| All these dreams within arm’s reach
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| Every exhale it calms me
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| Trying to see the future like a palm read
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| And it looks so bright through this bomb weed
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Goodnight
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| Ashes fall on my space jams
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| Eyes red in these Ray Bans
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| Weed orange like spray tans
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| Bubble gum scent in my spray can
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| Trying to hide the odor this potent doja
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| Just stuffed the cone, 'bout to light the clover
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| Lucky me I’m never riding sober
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| All the pot in my thoughts 'til the fight is over
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| Lone stoner elevate through malice
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| Through shaky grounds I kept my balance
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| Tried to shake me down, downplayed my talents
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| (I don’t bow to cowards, I scour malice)
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| Don’t wait 'til I’m dead let me smell my flowers
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| Love from the people that’s my allowance
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| Pass good deeds like good weed
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| Share the wealth don’t do greed
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| Light a tree is my therapy
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| Bong rips taking long trips
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| Moccasins on like a Cherokee
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| Cruise the day 'til the stars peak
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| All these dreams within arm’s reach
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| Every exhale it calms me
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| Trying to see the future like a palm read
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| And it looks so bright through this bomb weed
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| Goodnight
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Goodnight
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Goodnight , by - Stalley. Song from the album Tell the Truth Shame the Devil (Complete Set), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп