Jalo y Exhalo (part. David Bernal y Ruben Figueroa)

Time flies by when I light up a blunt
Always calm, I navigate it
Fire to the rooster, I inhale and exhale, fills my lungs
The gray smoke is lifting me
Turn on the engines because I want to get on the plane
I close my eyes after a puff

You will always see me comfortable enjoying
Green bud that clears my mind
Cookies, I'm arriving from the best in the market
In a golden joint you will see me crafting

Dilated pupils, I'm sleepwalking
2020 I go with my clique
Neighbors ask where the smoke is coming from
It's from my area, I'm burning
They say I'm a bad influence, that I'll get their kids hooked
If they only knew they sell it

In the neighborhood, they call me the green king
Not a dime is sold without my approval
Right now I'm clearing my mind as I go around
Green light, the Cheyenne is leaving