Dark Green High

Early morning. Still high from last night. Let me talk to them.

Ashtray full, long stay loyal. Backwoods burning green like oil. Money on the

table, phone on mute. A real G don't rush, I roll it

cute. Gold on my neck, key on the waist.

Eyes half shut, still feeling the taste. Life ain't sweet. It's loud and

bitter. But I light it up and float like glitter.

She roll for me. Slow for me. Make it in the row for

me. Smoke in her eyes. Love in the air.