Mack game, let me explain the fundamentals Charge a bitch like incidentals Put the peas up in the pot without the lentils When it come to getting paper, I'm low-key instrumental You bound to find me up in an Avis mini-van rental Player wanna lock this dog up in a kennel Hustle hard, never gentle My life is a movie, it's action-filled, it's suspenseful Play to win, never play to lose, I refuse Kids gotta eat, need some school shoes Can't spend my cop money, gotta cop Gotta pay my lawyer in case I get popped Stapler in my Under Armour boxer briefs We don't play for give, bitch, we play for keeps When it come to getting gouda, nigga, I'm a beast Bring it to your door like Uber Eats I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Took her to the strip club, dropped her off Gotta watch her, though, 'cause she sell soft Met her off Smirnoff, Red Bull Like it in her gut with her hair pulled B-la fuck around, like to smoke weed Bunch of purple shit and palm leaf 140 acres, all trees Carpal tunnel, nigga, when we off these I don't think they know, I'm the one to count Pitcher from the block tryna strike me out Pack turned down, called to psyche me out Trips out of town then they wipe me out Sick Wid it, my nigga, we follow no law G-string, little bling, nigga, no bra Counting hella dough, hella cole slaw She wake me in the morning, she be old flow I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Block jumpin' like a trampoline Nigga gotta move mean They smirkish and they lurkin' and they plot and scheme They strung out on that crystal and promethazine Be careful who talkin' 'round, watch your speech Put a contract on my head, it's gon' get breeched Reverse the bounty, turn the hit around I know all the ones on your soil that's really getting down Yeah, bet your money on a rollercoaster Nigga livin' good 'til the wanted poster Then it's retreat up out the streets Different city every week, all bunch of suites And beware of the paper trail Never use your debit, nigga, they could tell Have you shut down in a cell Hoping you'll snitch, won't even tell I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel

Spit your words of fury, Tear your way beneath the skin. Infecting with doubt, A useless web you spin. (Chorus) What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING! What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING! Hidden away from view You start your fires The child who became king Of the jackels and the liars. (Chorus) What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING! What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING! Breaking Your Fingers! Silence your voice Breaking Your Fingers! You've made your choice. Words cannot be weapons If they leave no mark Pathetic attack With no bite and all bark (Chorus) What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING! What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING! Breaking Your Fingers! Silence your voice Breaking Your Fingers! You've made your choice

We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, I know You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding And we might've started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones at a glass moon Whoa We're so miserable and stunning Whoa Love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa We keep the beat with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former selves saying how've you been We might've said goodbyes just a little soon (Stomp out this disaster town) Robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon Whoa We're so miserable and stunning Whoa Love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa We're so miserable and stunning Whoa Love songs for the genuinely cunning Oh It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got up to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years, and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter Whoa We're so miserable and stunning Whoa Love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa We're so miserable and stunning Whoa Love songs for the genuinely cunning

I dream of you Moment I can feel you there I can hold you But sometimes there's a shift in the motion I can't keep you near, just stand in motion Can I count on you? Can I count on you? You're my only virtue Inner demons That I can't seem to push aside I can't stop it And that's why I need you here I am no good but you steer me clear of my bad oceans Can I count on you To be there with me now? I can't bear the thought Of losing you somehow Please hold down the phone Since I am not around Can I count on you To be there with me? You're my only virtue Now I may not deserve you But I can not do without you Didn't know what I had lost You are my elevation You're the closest thing to heaven If you hadn't caught me Then where am I meant to fall? Moments I can feel you Hold you in my arms Feels as forgetting from Can I count on you To be there with me now? I can't bear the thought Of losing you somehow Please hold down the phone Since I am not around Can I count on you To be there with me? You're my only virtue Can I count on you? Can I, can I, can I count on you? You're my only virtue Count on you, count on you

Temptation hides In the space between Lord, help me fight this desire for fire Words can cleanse and purify Or tear down a pack of lies In your presence, consequence I can't stop trembling For all of my virtue Why can I not hold the truth? For all my good fortune I would change my place with you This path will lead us back Will lead us back to ruin For all of my virtue Why can I not hold the truth? This path will lead us back Will lead us back to ruin For all of my virtue Why can I not hold the truth? Once in a while The urge resurfaces So we split hairs as rumours circulate And there's a need to fertilise Behind my lover's trusting eye Like water drops on burning warts I can't stop trembling For all of my virtue Why can I not hold the truth? For all my good fortune I would change my place with you This path will lead us back Will lead us back to ruin For all of my virtue Why can I not hold the truth? I've fallen I've fallen again I've fallen I've fallen again I've fallen I've fallen again I've fallen

Virtue is relative at best There's nothing worse than a sunset When you're driving due west And i'm afraid that my love Is gonna come up short There is no there there And i guess i'm scared 'Cause i want to have good news to report Every time i come up for air Now i'm cruising through a chromakey blue sky But i know that in an hour or three The sun is gonna be in my eyes And i know that sometimes all i can see Is how i feel Like the whole world is on the other side Of a dirty windshield And i'm trying to see through the glare Yeah i'm struggling just to see what is there The one person who really knows me best Says i'm like a cat Yeah the kind of cat that you just can't pick up And throw into your lap No the kind who doesn't mind being held Only when its her idea Yeah the kind that feels what she decides to feel When she is good and ready to feel And now i am crawling through the backyard I am hiding under the car I have gotten out of everything I've gotten into so far I eat when i am hungry And i travel alone Just outside the glow of the house Is where i feel most at home But in the window you sometimes appear And your music is faint in my ear