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letra de everything is ok - freedom 35

[chorus: grewsum]
got this soul in pocket
let’s roll a blunt of chronic
get blown and laugh our troubles away
blown and laugh our troubles away
no dough up in my wallet and hoes giving me problems
but i’m blown so everything is okay, okay, okay

[verse 1: bloke c]
it’s another sunny day and i be feeling real good
rolling on these backwoods and i be burning that wood
smoke rolling out the window, ice cold beer chilling in the console
no particular place to be, just riding
hypnotized off the pine and i’m just vibing
no money in my pocket, but i got a pack of smokes
cooler brews and some blunts to choke, yeah
so who’s coming with me? ’bout to get easy
be like bloke c be
chill to the bone, watch me shiver
i ain’t gotta leave, my dude deliver
so break it down while we chop it up
if you got the weed i got a box of blunts (ha)
i gotcha man, so let’s get right
roll it tight and put it to the light
[chorus: grewsum]
got this soul in pocket
let’s roll a blunt of chronic
get blown and laugh our troubles away
blown and laugh our troubles away
no dough up in my wallet and hoes giving me problems
but i’m blown so everything is okay, okay, okay

[verse 2: grewsum]
gotta hit up the connect today and re-up
hit the liquor store for a bottle and i need blunts
three puffs got my mind freed up
relaxing, chilling, put my feet up
look at life through a better set of eyes, a redder set
ready, set, go, better get more beverages
mix captain mo with the coke, it’ll get you bent
so chill i don’t even know what aggressive is
feeling stuck to the couch
with a drink in my hand and a blunt in my mouth
it went out, i was sp-cing off
listening to good music and taking shots
feeling great, like i could never take a loss
forgetting about how much i hate my boss
feeling great
a stiff drink and a hit
got me feeling like my problems don’t even exist, yeah
[chorus: grewsum]
got this soul in pocket
let’s roll a blunt of chronic
get blown and laugh our troubles away
blown and laugh our troubles away
no dough up in my wallet and hoes giving me problems
but i’m blown so everything is okay, okay, okay

[verse 3: kombine]
if i got a little trouble i’m reaching for dooby
it’s so d-mn good that the end is getting all gooey
ooh wee, i love it, i smoke it a lot
and in the morning steady reaching for the one hit a box
stoned out of my mind, it’s wiping away my problems
if i don’t got the money for them then i’ma rob ’em
i got ’em, for a couple loads of the good stuff
and i don’t give a f-ck, i’ma laugh as i puff-puff
i’m so f-cking ripped, yep, so d-mn wasted
looking ‘fore i sneak a toke, hide it in the bas-m-nt
doing whatever i gotta do to get buzzed
i’m calling up my cuz, “can i get a couple of buds?”
i need me a little just to hold me off
i feel my mouth full of chalk, white smoke, then i cough man
i’m way out my mind, it’s go and smoke weed time
roll a dime in the joint and you know that i feel fine
[chorus: grewsum]
got this soul in pocket
let’s roll a blunt of chronic
get blown and laugh our troubles away
blown and laugh our troubles away
no dough up in my wallet and hoes giving me problems
but i’m blown so everything is okay, okay, okay
got this soul in pocket
let’s roll a blunt of chronic
get blown and laugh our troubles away
blown and laugh our troubles away
no dough up in my wallet and hoes giving me problems
but i’m blown so everything is okay, okay, okay

- freedom 35

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