Sweet Va Breeze - D.R.A.M.

Oh first time we came in together

Guess we the ones

Feeling cooler than the April breeze

As we blow like the summer leaves

Girl I’m just hanging around

And I’ll come back down

When you choose to come visit me now

The crazy thing about my treehouse

It’s always me bugging me out

It’s all of the beautiful sounds

That keeps my mouth quiet

'Cause me, I be into some loud

One glad morning

I’ll be waiting

With my lighter, to blaze (to blaze)

Till that evening

You come over

And let me take you away

Yeah

I come out to the four pops

Singing songs to the trees

So I’m up in the city

Smoke that sweet Virginia breeze