AMSTERDAM
Let me free
I feel so medicated
Trapped behind these walls, feeling sick and now I'm faded
Let me free
Color me graffiti
Trips around the world let me take you out the city
See a lot of dimes
Oh damn, why you so fine
See a lot of dimes
I can see my future wife
Sipping lemonade with a pound of weed
From the six to Madrid, baby what you need
At the boulevard with the ocean breeze (Got me fucked up, couldn't walk away)
Wanna be overseas
Can't take all this heat
Maybe go see a couple tress in Japan where it's clean
Broke a ton, oh why you so fine
I can see my future wife
Give me your love
Lights I couldn't take
Give me your love
The one I couldn't shake (Can't take all this heat, baby go see her)
These eyes don't lie, every time you wait (Can't take all this heat, wanna be overseas)
I know you see, everything we made (Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam)
Let me free
I feel so medicated
Trapped behind these walls, feeling sick and now I'm faded
Let me free
Color me graffiti
Trips around the world let me take you out the city
See a lot of dimes
Oh damn, why you so fine
See a lot of dimes
I can see my future wife
Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam (You so fine)
Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam
I feel so medicated
Trapped behind these walls, feeling sick and now I'm faded
Let me free
Color me graffiti
Trips around the world let me take you out the city
See a lot of dimes
Oh damn, why you so fine
See a lot of dimes
I can see my future wife
Sipping lemonade with a pound of weed
From the six to Madrid, baby what you need
At the boulevard with the ocean breeze (Got me fucked up, couldn't walk away)
Wanna be overseas
Can't take all this heat
Maybe go see a couple tress in Japan where it's clean
Broke a ton, oh why you so fine
I can see my future wife
Give me your love
Lights I couldn't take
Give me your love
The one I couldn't shake (Can't take all this heat, baby go see her)
These eyes don't lie, every time you wait (Can't take all this heat, wanna be overseas)
I know you see, everything we made (Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam)
Let me free
I feel so medicated
Trapped behind these walls, feeling sick and now I'm faded
Let me free
Color me graffiti
Trips around the world let me take you out the city
See a lot of dimes
Oh damn, why you so fine
See a lot of dimes
I can see my future wife
Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam (You so fine)
Smoke a ton of bud, in the heart of Amsterdam
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Writer(s): Matthew Hur
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