Dudahl - A New Day (ft. Gold Saint) lyrics

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Dudahl - A New Day (ft. Gold Saint) lyrics

[Verse 1: TeWo] My head is k**ing me, debilitated But still I made it out of bed so I can't really hate it The new day After a dark night like Bruce Wayne Flip a coin to see what we do, then we get too faced This blunt to it, maneuvering through the neighborhood I get a call from ILLMITCH, he says "aye what's good?" Recovering, I need some recuperation 'Cause after the events of yesterday We gotta soothe a nation Starting with us Then I just roll up another blunt next The contents of this bag, got me smelling loud, and obsessed On to the next, that third blunt 'Cause third time's a charm My third eye makes words come alive through this song Now the birds sing along 'Cause the song is so catchy I tap into both sides of the brain Whether right or a lefty Nothing upsets me in this mind state My irate emotions evolve like a primate Now I am the dopest It's a new day [Hook: TeWo and Mosi] It's a It's a It's a It's a It's a It's a new day [Verse 2: Mosi] It's a new day and the sky is really blue What could all be worse, what is said is really true So I pick up a lighter And inhale my Girl Scout Cookie Get my vitamin D and then I go eat my girlfriend's cookie Life is full of tests and you won't always be prepared Love your neighbor like you love yourself Spread peace and share The good smoke Good vibes Take it in, you still alive Roll with homies, smoke a blunt And go for an extensive drive Energized from meditation Third eye shows no limitation I am roaming all dimensions With convenient visitation No imitation, I am perfectly organic On this planet when I'm Earthing, it is feeling so orgasmic Warm skin, with a breeze rolling through my afro Heart big, green trees, progress in my past shows I level up every day And I never look back Because I'm always moving forward and I'm busting my back, Fairrow [Verse 3: Gold Saint] Hungover, it takes too much effort to put my shoes on Smoke is all I do, I don't give half a f** what you on Smoking weed out in the desert I think I flew home My screen broke down like my bud I might need a new phone Or I might need a few zongs To pack like a group home Cheaper than some coupons to save you some sense My elevation raising every day like the rent This kid spits hard as f** like his braces was bent [Outro: Gold Saint] Outside Is right where I wanna be 'Cause when I'm high There's no obstacles in front of me (x2)