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Cheyenne Cariss TAYLOR
Cheyenne Cariss TAYLOR
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I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa Say what you want, do what you will, just lemme smoke My bills are paid, I bought a chain, I know you won't Roll up wherever smoking strong like I'm allowed Still murdering these days, I'm in a daze, I'm touching clouds The beat so good it make the joint stop burning Weed so good it make the world stop turning I'm blowin' paper as I earn it Rollin' papers in my pocket, center console, all my my bitches purses If the stash is low I'm nervous Coolin' on the surface But in my mind I'm tryna figure out if everything that's ever happened in my life's been predetermined That's another conversation, roll one up I ain't even gotta dice nada baby know wassup Soy de Colorado got a problem, we gon' light one up Joints are tightly tucked, I go Emilio you mighty duck Yeah I'm up, so I could give the slightest fuck Yup I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa Yeah I could give a mothafuck He is who and who said what Y'all been struggling with truth I stay selfish in the cut Vanish like a ghost I'm gone Burn thru bread to toast one up Opposition touch they toes Me, I get up and touch the sun Talking to that burning bush I'm 2020 Jesus Hit the dollar tree with a 20 now we feastin' They say I'm in the deep end well I don't see them Cuz every time I spark my fuckin' lighter bitch I'm breathing And I don't need a reason and never did but if you take my weed then I'm Liam Neeson And I never had no problem with police cuz I'm legit But when you see them Cris P plates you know I'm chiefin' Fresh herb no seasoning For 4 seasons We ain't speeding So alones where you should leave us Find me in the sky with a bad mamacita rolling joint after joint all evening I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa I got dreams and I got dope I don't need anything I need to cope Smoke Purple trees breathe as I coast If I could be anything I would be stoned Whoa
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