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

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