Green Hustle

Roll the leaf tight,

break the purple down (cough) Light the tip,

watch it burn around

Thick haze rolling out the tinted glass

Exotic in the grinder,

burning slow and fast

Counting up the paper while the embers blast

Cali pack sealed, nothing ever lasts (grrrr,

bow) Bag full of green,

sticky on the thumb Scale on the counter when the buyers come

Five-star strain

got my senses numb

Keep the circle small,

never talk to some

Two pulls deep,

feel the

chest get tight Working off the corner till the morning light Ash

on the denim, sparking in the night Heavy

in the rotation,

get the dosage right (look)

Thick haze rolling out the tinted glass

Exotic in the grinder,

burning slow and fast

Counting up the paper while the embers blast

Cali pack sealed, nothing ever lasts (yeah)

Pungent smell lingering inside the room

Pressure in the air,

clearing out the gloom

Crush another nug, watch the paper bloom

Roll it fat and clean,

blowing out the fume

Money on the table from the daily grind

Another heavy batch clearing out my mind

Locked into the hustle,

leaving stress behind

Burn it down to roach,

watch the shadows blind

(bow,

bow)

Grey clouds rising up into the ceiling

Nothing else matters than the numbness feeling

Just the flame and the paper and the dealing (listen)

Thick haze rolling out the tinted glass

Exotic in the grinder,

burning slow and fast

Counting up the paper while the embers blast

Cali pack sealed, nothing ever lasts

(grrrr,

bow) Ash it out.

Let it burn down.