The Siren

[Intro]

I only got one pair of jeans that fit right

Only got two hours of sleep last night

Need about 3k more to get right

Got me asking

Whats it all for? I-

[Verse 1]

I got a line of credit keeping me up

I gotta keep it moving pass on the buck

I gotta keep it all pristine but

I can't find a fuck

I gotta give these bitches hell but

I've had 'bout enough

[Pre-Chorus]

I've had enough

I've got like one balance sheet in the black

Why can't I get a W that's not from the tax guy

My big three is Fuck You Too

With your at sign

I'm boutta do it big

You can kiss on my backside

[Chorus]

Go baby better back it up

You've got one more year

'For they pack you up (ah ah ooh)

Keep pressing 'til their necks get stuck

You've gotta make 'em look

If you wanna make your luck (ah ah ah)

I know there's a better alignment

Between your gifts and

The world's great desiring

I believe you will find it

If you can step up and start up the siren

[Postchor 1]

Wee-ooh, way-oh

I gotta find a sense of self-worth outside working

Wee-ooh, way-oh

Don't know if what I'm doing's healing

But it sure is hurting

Way-oh oh oh oh

The more I stray the beaten path

The more say they'd been certain

Woo-oh-oh-oh

That they were cheering the whole time

Bitch no the fuck you weren't

[Verse 2]

I got a mind for grudges keep getting stuck

Every no is why I'm pushing my luck

Win or lose I'm leaving sore and well

If that ain't the rub

It's the chip on my shoulder

Why I'm not giving up

So give it up

[Pre-Chorus]

I got like one balance sheet in the black

Why can't I get a W that's not from the tax guy

My big three is Fuck You Too

With your at sign

I'm boutta do it big

You can kiss on my backside

[Chorus]

Go baby better back it up

You've got one more year

'For they pack you up (ah ah ooh)

Keep pressing 'til their necks get stuck

You've gotta make 'em look

If you wanna make your luck (ah ah ah)

I know there's a better alignment

Between your gifts and

The world's great desiring

I believe you will find it

If you can step up and start up the siren

[Post-Chorus 2]

Wee-ooh, way-oh

There's a light at the end of the tunnel

It's another tunnel

Wee-ooh, way-oh

I gotta go to all the trouble

To get to the trouble

Way-oh oh oh oh

The more the fig tree dies

The less I want the hustle

Woo-oh-oh-oh

The more I need it I live it

It's written in my muscle

[Chorus]

Go baby better back it up

You've got one more year

'For they pack you up (ah ah ooh)

Keep pressing 'til their necks get stuck

You've gotta make 'em look

If you wanna make your luck (ah ah ah)

I know there's a better alignment

Between your gifts and

The world's great desiring

I believe you will find it

If you can step up and start up the siren