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