Farm Community
Hella Richtor! You already know what it is
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
Let me tell you bout the real farm community
About something we call unity
And how it works
When we come together beautifully
Its a different world here
And I speak truthfully
Its like a secret tribe
Living life exclusively
Living life with the land
And gratitude you too shall see
Your resume
Is just how much you're trusted
Nobody getting busted
LSD keeps us adjusted
Our tribe is seeking higher vision
Healing human's bodies using women's intuition
Awakening dreams
Coming to fruition
This is
The real ganja farmer mission
Let me break it down about the true Ganja farmer
Working harder
And smarter
I'm not a charmer
Just using my abilities
With my agility's
Moved up moms to a house on the hill
Family Community
This is how we do
And accomplish the task at hand
Handle the stresses of life hand in hand
No help from the man
Its a true ganja mission
Growing clean medicine
Cooking in my kitchen
Trust is the only real currency
so currently
I certainly give thanks to my people
Gratitude for this life of abundance is equal
When times get tough
We unfold the sequel
When times get rough
Don't sweat the technique cause
Its unique in this game
To refrain from the stress
So we take a deep breath
From our chest and keep pushing
Pass me the blunt
So the farmers keep crushing
Family for life
Is the motto I'm pushing
Don't question my word
Cause work is the verb
Mary Jane is the Herb
So keep it supurb
Ya heard
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
Let me tell you bout the real farm community
About something we call unity
And how it works
When we come together beautifully
Its a different world here
And I speak truthfully
Its like a secret tribe
Living life exclusively
Living life with the land
And gratitude you too shall see
Your resume
Is just how much you're trusted
Nobody getting busted
LSD keeps us adjusted
Our tribe is seeking higher vision
Healing human's bodies using women's intuition
Awakening dreams
Coming to fruition
This is
The real ganja farmer mission
Let me break it down about the true Ganja farmer
Working harder
And smarter
I'm not a charmer
Just using my abilities
With my agility's
Moved up moms to a house on the hill
Family Community
This is how we do
And accomplish the task at hand
Handle the stresses of life hand in hand
No help from the man
Its a true ganja mission
Growing clean medicine
Cooking in my kitchen
Trust is the only real currency
so currently
I certainly give thanks to my people
Gratitude for this life of abundance is equal
When times get tough
We unfold the sequel
When times get rough
Don't sweat the technique cause
Its unique in this game
To refrain from the stress
So we take a deep breath
From our chest and keep pushing
Pass me the blunt
So the farmers keep crushing
Family for life
Is the motto I'm pushing
Don't question my word
Cause work is the verb
Mary Jane is the Herb
So keep it supurb
Ya heard
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
I can see it in the color of the smoke in the air
Bless the real farmers
How they cultivate with care
I can see it in the color of the Ash
Bless the real farmers
Fuck the ones making quick cash
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Writer(s): Megan Flaming
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