Lady Thursday

[Intro] Down We take it down My dear, you know We take it down, down Ay [Verse] Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound 'Boutta lose it again like what now? Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I Pulled up look at this record brick of kief, she's in disbelief Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nut house From international flights, an underwater mortgage, and a bus route As far as that dumb shit, I gotta full dose during that pilot study Here's a pro-tip, them slow pokеs don't know shit, I didn't depend on private moniеs I thought my medical marijuana racket was pretty much recession proof Now I'm tryna be strong in the eyes for the trophy wives in a Texas suit I've been shining the windows of this Lexus coup A resentment fallout which reels off in a endless loop and you know that's the truth, my dear [Bridge] The trillionaire triage cackle as they slut shame mother nature With you forever fearing that whether we're eating where the dustbowl's your undertaker But I sink my hands in the cold of clay Take a roll in the hay with a love maker I feel you You need me (We're together) [Verse] Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound 'Boutta lose it again like what now? Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I Pulled up— Pulled up— Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nuthouse [Outro] Down We take it down Pulled up— Breathe [?]