Green Gold Hustle

Yeah

I got green, I got gold I got stories left untold Keep

my circle tight and cold With a hand I cannot fold (yeah-yeah)

Started on the pavement looking for a way out Now we in

the studio and working till the day out No time for the

noise, we just focus on the layout Every single promise that we

made is gonna pay out

I got green, I got gold I got stories left untold Keep

my circle tight and cold With a hand I cannot fold

(let's go)

Stacking up the paper,

keep it moving on the low They want to talk about it

but they never really know From

the concrete valleys where the bitter rivers flow Now we stand

in

gardens where the emerald trees grow (we grow)

I got green, I got gold I got stories left untold Keep

my

circle tight and cold With a hand I cannot fold (yeah-yeah)

Yeah,

green and gold

Stories untold