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vaito – the garden كلمات اغاني

verse 1:
i’m so f-cking tired of running from the cops
all i wanna do is smoke my pot
why you gotta interrupt the process?
all i want is progress so i
dip in my grip, mix, rip, twist, l!ck, hit, kiss the sky
i’m high, baked. look around i don’t feel safe
blue lights are the starter gun
we run like jamaicans, our weed’s not jamaican
we get ours from a asyl from the south, sh-t is loud
plus the grams we pay ten, he gives us twelve
that doesn’t hurt our wealth, sh-t wee need it
that green sh-t, i’m a g6
high as a pilot, i might just tinker a bong made of anything
but before anything…the cops roll up…f-ck
hide your face and duck….f-ck this sh-t man

hook:
that’s why we hide in the garden, hide in the paradise
smoking l’s, drinking felds with a pair of dice
so i advice all the smokers people
come in our garden and smoke like it’s legal…
x2

verse 2:
the garden, far away from the streets
feel the hedges, feel protected by the leaves
while we heat the leaves, leave the heat like james
even bystanders get framed
so stay brave or stay save, run fast or get cash
or get a garden like my homie mike
and light with delight
the garden, a peaceful place where we fill your plate
barbecue with the herbs on top
that purp ganja, kirk w-ssup?
up in the stars. nothing hits you harder then them bars
in combination with smoking that hash
that slams your -ss on your bed
high while the popo tryna give their best to catch
a smoker couldn’t care less…because we

hook:
hide in the garden, hide in the paradise
smoking l’s, drinking felds with a pair of dice
so i advice all the smokers people
come in our garden and smoke like it’s legal…
x2

verse 3:
indian people never close their store
so district 4 got what we’re looking for
blunt papes on a sunday, risk non leave your stash at home
get robbed by the cops and that cash be gone
got contacts if you get cought with a recless deal
one call and your record’s clean
but don’t do it to often, get them men in suits coughing
one gon tell and you’re both in jail
dumb sheeps tryna disown your name
smokers don’t judge, non smokers be the judges
behind the scene it’s a big dirty game
the profit we’re above it, we love it cause we puff it
f-ck commandment 4, we smoke our own supply
matta fact we don’t supply, we get high
f-ck stress, that’s why we hide in the garden
matta fact the garden is where it all started…

- vaito

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