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because we can/ No matter what we’ve been dealt with by the man/ Don’t let ‘em take, don’t let ‘em take/ The beautiful memories that you make

Grains in

might blow the brain
I been smoking on hella woods I heard that smoke could heal my pain
Fell in love the way she suck it but I do not know her name
I

eastwood
In the woods forrest
And even before the chorus
I'm a let Luis v get in
Cause he's the man that really knows my pain
Luis v I'm really pissed off

blunts 
Only Woods 
That’s how they know me 

Going through soo much 
Need a cup 
Somebody hold me 

Verse1:

don’t wanna feel 
Cup like a demon in

them bands
Hand em out when i'm in the hood
Helping others out makes me feel good
Roll a three point five, put it in the wood
Said I wasn't there, I did

and she said 10 billi
10 Billion percent
Hit it in the woods we too loud for a tent
Build a new world we aint even make a dent
In the name of science you

A dollar used to get a nigga four bags of Herrs
Off from school man I was hype I couldn’t wait to use my chirp
And my dad was always mad cus' I had

as snow

Outstretched hands they reach for the man, bring him to their land
Escorted by a cavalry riding beasts bizarre 
Down the path lies torches of black

Yo Skii when you gon' drop
Aye Skii when you gon' drop something
Skii man stop playing with the niggas when you gon' drop that album bruh
These

could only see When he made that for me
He built more than a table 

That night he took me by the hand
Asked me to make him a happy man
Then he slid that

to turn right
I'm thinkin' she the one she roll my woods
And make em burn right
Saluting my OG's throughout the trenches, Helped me learn life
A real

chief
And a nigga ain't even vegan, man, you know I want the beef

And I can't run up to the net, you know I keep that shit discreet
Fuck a drive by

of niggas, handle my shit by myself
Shoot him, don't shoot at him, man, I'm ready for whatever
In this life, I chose to live, one thing for sure, this shit got

I got moss growing on the roof
And water in the basement
I got thieves hanging round the stoop
And empty beer bottles by the cases
And I don't need

married to it 
Learn the language now I'm speaking fluent
Broad smart but her body stupid
I could tell it's real by the ways it's moving
She could tell I'm

Word bond..We both got visions to be in charge, On God..We both make decisions to live large..Summer Breeze makin up for them winters was so hard..By far

no slipping up
Even at celebrations can't let you pour me up
If I wasn't who I'm is I'd probably end up dead
I'm wood man bitch so you know I keep

switchy in the woods (Bow)
Stay up in your lane I think you should (You should)
My dawg stuck OT servin' fiends (OT)
Had to get his bag by any means (Get

that, over and again if you’d stay. 

So you pay a strange man to understand 
your patterns and how to fix them when it ends.
Like wet wood, exhausted by

Ima Loner Stoner Me Myself and I
I can’t Lie it’s Cool to have a Vibe
My Bottle and my Weed by my side
I’m the Man On The Moon
I Believe I can Fly

blinded by this ice it's a light show
Gumbo in this wood now I'm moving slow mo
Gallon of the ace of spades ima pour more
You been working long time what

to get 2 flies. 
Baby leather sweater cows sweeter man, 
Killed by the ambience dissolved in the sound, 
Bind figs rice packs tries in the lyrics, 
So

sleeps in the woods
Gary Coleman, moonwalk on coal
You sucked Macaulay's dick and a chimp's
You sucked dick, little baby dick
Baby cock, you fucked Elton

of shooters on the pay roll

Hold up Scooter
I got shooters
You got a shooters?
Aye man what?
Get it down by that fresh man, you're sitting by