Gutgrind - Pale Hands (feat. Hunter Lionel) Lyrics

Watching the clouds roll
Sippin' and drinkin' - my blunt swole
Now the car swerve yelling out the window
Independent records stackin' up
It's nothing new
Losin' all my problems in the smoke that I blew
Eye-drops cover up so they ain't got a clue
What I do (What I do)
You ain't gotta know
What I do (What I do)
In my free time
This high ain't got no end but I see mine

What I do (What i do)
Do you know, can you tell
By my eyes
And my mind's hella stoned
I feel the waves behind my eyelids
Just to, put it plain I'm as high as pilots
(Okay)
I feel the stress float away like a butterfly
Reminisce on the days of the summertime

What I do, they ain't gotta clue
What I do, they ain't gotta clue, no
What I do, they ain't gotta clue
Its nothin' new, they ain't gotta clue

F*ck a group, they can get a substitute
I'm just tryna get high then maybe bump some tunes
What I do, they ain't gotta clue, no
What I do, they ain't gotta clue

I'm too high cant get to me
Only homies lit with me
Now even silence is symphony
Got no stress, it's a mystery
With the eye-drops and some listerine
When the rhyme stops 'cause my breath cold
Smoke one, get the next rolled
With the purple up in the best bowl
Mind in the sky in the temple
If you pass out sip a red bull
One spray of cologne and you're free now
Let the stress go
Stress go
Let the stress go