Redwoods Songtext
von wstdyth
Redwoods Songtext
(It′s not looking good for us, uh)
It's not looking good, it′s looking great
Rolling up this redwood, take it to the face
Thousand years of knowledge, it's still hidden in my brain
It seems like you don't want it
You can sit out while I play
With my friends, we rolling round the city
Spilled my drink inside the rental, follow candy like I′m Hansel
Flying crying like an eagle, I got teardrops on my easel
Reborn like the renaissance, they still medieval
I′m wearing a trucker hat and smoking diesel
Dropping Lucy in the sky like I'm the Beatlеs
They′re so convinced of truth, all I know is Wstdyth
I'm rolling up this weed, highеst leaves, the lowest roots
Although the winters bleak spring will bring out all three fruits
It is what you believe, I′m counting up dabloons
Rock undercover boots
Rising like a balloon
There's nothing you can do
Punching in, Black & Blue
Waiting until I bloom
I′m tryna get some food, I'm tryna get tattooed
I'm tryna smoke some kush as long as it′s not boof
I′m tryna get some brews, I'm howling at the moon
I gotta feed the beast, I gotta speak my truth
It′s not looking good, it's looking great
It's not looking good, it′s looking great
Rolling up this redwood, take it to the face
Thousand years of knowledge, it's still hidden in my brain
It seems like you don't want it
You can sit out while I play
With my friends, we rolling round the city
Spilled my drink inside the rental, follow candy like I′m Hansel
Flying crying like an eagle, I got teardrops on my easel
Reborn like the renaissance, they still medieval
I′m wearing a trucker hat and smoking diesel
Dropping Lucy in the sky like I'm the Beatlеs
They′re so convinced of truth, all I know is Wstdyth
I'm rolling up this weed, highеst leaves, the lowest roots
Although the winters bleak spring will bring out all three fruits
It is what you believe, I′m counting up dabloons
Rock undercover boots
Rising like a balloon
There's nothing you can do
Punching in, Black & Blue
Waiting until I bloom
I′m tryna get some food, I'm tryna get tattooed
I'm tryna smoke some kush as long as it′s not boof
I′m tryna get some brews, I'm howling at the moon
I gotta feed the beast, I gotta speak my truth
It′s not looking good, it's looking great
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