(Hook)
Mark, homie — they line you up like target practice, aim low, sparkless
Smile on your face, pockets hollow, they harvest what you got, and it’s charged, kid
Mark, homie — blink twice, think twice, they chart this, heartless
You hand 'em gold in the dark, they depart, kid, leave you starless
(Verse 1)
Saw you countin’ nickels like they doctrines, scripture in the drawer
Trust in velvet knots, velvet plots, velvet doors with the war on the floor
They sell you heaven in a jar, label glitter, poison core
You sip hope through a straw and call it proof — homie, what you pour?
They clap slow when you fall, like an audience rehearsed for the show
They whisper “player,” but they play you like the strings when the curtains close
You trade time for a painted line, the ledger reads “owe”
You a currency of faith, they bank on your fervor, let it grow — then snow
(Pre-Hook)
You say it’s hustle, I say it’s hustle with a halo cracked
You praise the light but lean on shadow-backed tracks
I watch you walk with a smile while the vultures map your route
Tell me, who’s the lesson when the lesson’s sellin’ doubt?
(Hook)
Mark, homie — they line you up like target practice, aim low, sparkless
Smile on your face, pockets hollow, they harvest what you got, and it’s charged, kid
Mark, homie — blink twice, think twice, they chart this, heartless
You hand 'em gold in the dark, they depart, kid, leave you starless
(Verse 2)
You got loyalty tattooed like vows in the skin of your trust
But loyalty ain’t currency when pockets hungry turn it to dust
They craft the story, you cast in lead, applause in rust
You a walking donation bin for the polished and the plush
Remember nights we broke bread, dreams braided in the rims of a cup
Now you give to silhouettes that clap when the ink run up
Your love’s an open wallet, your heart a pane, they toss rocks, watch it crack up
You ask “why me?” and the answer’s loud — 'cause they know what to look up
(Bridge — Shift)
Flip the tape — what if you flip the script, change the angle?
What if eyes that follow thin find they tangled in the handle?
What if your hand that hands out roses learns to plant a garden?
What if the mark that took the fall decides to harden — then pardon?
(Verse 3 — Internal monologue)
I talk to you like I talk to shadows of myself in crowded rooms
We both been sandals on a road where vultures learned our tunes
I been sellin’ truths to a mirror, tryna patch the same old shoes
But you keep givin’ gas to engines built to disappear at noon
This ain’t scold, it’s the cold truth, the script that’s been rehearsed
You ain’t villain, you the verse they steal to fill their purse
So plant that seed, let it burst, let the thirst reverse
When the well runs deep you’ll keep your own, the chorus will disperse
(Final Hook / Outro)
Mark, homie — they line you up like target practice, aim low, sparkless
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See you when I see you
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