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
[?]