Mercury

[Chorus: Kamal.] I think I feel you breaking under My skin, I'll be your vacant lover Diving too deep to tell ourselves apart Hand on my heart [Verse 1: Dave] California livin', business in L.A.​ This DBX is what I'm whippin', certain man are trippin' All this crypto in the world, you could get rich in a day So I don't get why you're invested in the women I date I been going through a phase, I ain't been feeling myself To keep it G with myself, think I'm in need of some help At Merky Fest, I broke down because a camera flashed Janelle was in the back, I had a panic attack I said I needed a trip You wanna scheme where I live? We sеnd bullets through your windows while you sleep with your kids You live and you lеarn, I get 'em hit on return And then it's water underneath another bridge that I burned Is there happiness in a girl? Am I in love or do I love having someone to help With distracting me from myself? Am I in it for the win? If God is a woman, then I'm pissed 'Cause ladies never forgive me for my sins It's, it's the Black Bandana Gang, sixteen Taliban Trips to Calabasas, only right I'm with a Cali' man Tried to stop him trappin', found a way to send the Cali back Black Cadillac with a baddie for my cataracts Thicker than a Snicker, Rambo cut him like a battle axe Waterproof jacket 'cause she got a back and a rack Stop me if I'm lyin', I ain't perfect But I promise that I'm trying, it's S [Chorus: Kamal.] I think I feel you breaking under My skin, I'll be your vacant lover Diving too deep to tell ourselves apart Hand on my heart [Verse 2: Dave] Streatham Vale, survivin' Came to see my mum, this DBS is what she's drivin' My bills multiplyin', but my money is dividin' Who's gonna provide for the people that's providin'? Bae's a work of art, she like my Kudzanai-Violet I'm good to fly private I don't really like shinin' My accountant like-minded Mummy's working in a hospital, that shit is a trip Cah when she parks, it's like a baller's there to visit her kid It's all lonely, bro, Sony don't believe in the real They can't afford to buy the fucking shoes they need me to fill I think it's pretty ironic if I'm keeping it real Since ninety-three percent is what I keep on a deal I got Jack, I don't need me a Jill I'm on the steepest of hills It's six figures for the cheapest of thrills I'm so musical, I'm working while I sleep with a steel It's in the key of D-major when she screaming her trills And if I'm keeping it trill It ain't from David Joseph, I ain't readin' the deal I donate to charities, but I ain't tweetin' that still And even when my people hate me, gotta speak for 'em still I gotta listen to my sister cah their feelings are real And when the scar's this deep, this shit ain't easy to heal There's eight of us at Novikov and we're all eatin' a meal But the waiter knows to find me when he's leavin' the bill I don't beg it with street rappers if I'm keepin' it real You pop molly, I got jolly if I need me a drill I used to walk for no reason cah I needed it still Fuck trappin', I was scammin', I was stealin' a steel I robbed man, I didn't really like the feeling, but still I been robbed, you wanna know which of the two I prefer? My mummy couldn't understand that I would do it for her If war should occur, I'll put this through you if I have to But it's more to deter Listen, you ain't got the stomach or the heart for this Know your own worth, they're gonna label you a narcissist Same brush they use to stroke your ego when you're part of this Will be the one they use to sweep your name under the carpet with I'll show you what heartless is, I'm grinding for electrics Nourishment for dinner, I was starving for my entrance All we needed was two zeds and a dead strip To bring it back to life like Jon Snow and the Red Witch Table full of bosses, designating profits How we on the same team and you're celebratin' my losses? If he's a man sendin' hate through a fake page Chances are I ran through his bitch just like I'm A-Train Fuck a day-date, Daytona with a plain face Panda plain jane just matchin', he got great taste Try a ting and get stabbed in that same place You're going St. George's, they ain't treatin' you at Mayday Mayday, mayday, somebody call for help Free all of my niggas in jail I heard you're on bro, but I doubt it That's stones in glass houses This the shit that couldn't make it to my album Mercury [Chorus: Kamal.] I think I feel you breaking under My skin, I'll be your vacant lover Diving too deep to tell ourselves apart Hand on my heart [Outro: Kamal.] I lie with her like perjury And I cry tears of burgundy Sirens sing so perfectly But I'm poison like mercury I lie with her like perjury And I cry tears of burgundy Sirens sing so perfectly But I'm poison like mercury