Dmaj7      Bm           C#m
     I feel, I feel you breaking under
Dmaj7       F#m             E
     My skin,  I'll be your vacant lover
Dmaj7      Dm            C#m             Dmaj7
     Diving  too deep to tell ourselves apart
F#m        E
Hand on my heart


[Verse 1: Dave]
Bm                   C#m
  California living, business in L.A
     D
This DBX is what I'm whipping, certain man are tripping
         Bm                                 C#m
All this crypto in the world, you could get rich in a day
            D
So, I don't get why you're invested in the women I date
       Bm                                  C#m
I been going through a phase, I ain't been feeling myself
           D
To keep it G with myself, think I'm in need of some help
   Bm                                N.C.
At Merky Fest I broke down because a camera flashed
  D                                                     Bm
Janelle was in the back, I had a panic attack, I said I needed a trip
          C#m
You wanna scheme where I live?
        D
We sеnd bullets through your windows while you sleep with your kids
Bm                                C#m
You live and you lеarn, I get 'em hit on return
              D
And then it's water underneath another bridge that I burned
         Bm
Is there happiness in a girl?
C#m                       D
Am I in love or do I love having someone to help with distracting me from myself?
   Bm
Am I in it for the win?
   C#m                      D
If God is a woman, then I'm pissed 'cause ladies never forgive me for my sins
Bm      C#m                    D
  It's, it's the Black Bandana Gang, 16 Taliban
                         Bm
Trips to Calabasas, only right I'm with a Cali' man
C#m                                    D
   Tried to stop him trappin', found a way to send the Cali' back
                      Bm
Black Cadillac with a baddie for my cataracts
C#m                           D
Thicker than a Snicker, Rambo cut him like a battle axe
                             Bm
Waterproof jacket 'cause she got a back and a rack
C#m                           D
Stop me if I'm lyin', I ain't perfect

But I promise that I'm trying, It's S


[Chorus: Kamal.]
Dmaj7      Bm           C#m
     I feel, I feel you breaking under
Dmaj7       F#m             E
     My skin,  I'll be your vacant lover
Dmaj7      Dm            C#m             Dmaj7
     Diving  too deep to tell ourselves apart
F#m        E
Hand on my heart


[Verse 2: Dave]
Bm
  Streatham Vale, surviving
C#m                         D
   Came to see my mum, this DBS is what she's driving
                             Bm
My bills multiplying, but my money is dividing
C#m                            D
   Who's gonna provide for the people that's providin'?
                                 Bm
Bae's a work of art, she like my kuds and I ain't violent
    C#m
I'm good to fly private
        D
I don't really like shinning, my accountant like-minded
Bm                                  C#m
Mummy's working in a hospital, that shit is a trip
             D
Cah when she parks, it's like a baller's there to visit her kid
         Bm                        C#m
It's all lonely, bro, Sony don't believe in the real
             D
They can't afford to buy the fucking shoes they need me to fill
  Bm                           C#m
I think it's pretty ironic, if I'm keeping it real
D
Since 93% is what I keep on a deal
      Bm                      C#m
I got Jack, I don't need me a Jill
                       D
I'm on the steepest of hills

It's six figures for the cheapest of thrills
       Bm                           C#m
I'm so musical, I'm working while I sleep with the steel
            D
It's in the key of D-major when she screaming her trills
           Bm
And if I'm keeping it trill
   C#m                              D
It ain't from David Joseph, I ain't readin' the deal
                                   Bm
I donate to charities, but I ain't tweeting that still
         C#m                           D
And even when my people hate me, gotta speak for 'em still
                                       Bm
I gotta listen to my sister, cah their feelings are real
             C#m                              D
And when the scars this deep, this shit ain't easy to heal
                                             Bm
There's eight of us at Novikov and we're all eatin' a meal
        C#m                               D
But the waiter knows to find me when he's leavin' the bill
                                           Bm
I don't beg it with street rappers, if I'm keepin' it real
        C#m                     D
You pop molly, I got jolly if I need me a drill
                                    Bm
I used to walk for no reason, cah I needed it still
C#m                                  D
Fuck trappin', I was scammin', I was stealin' a steel
                                       Bm
I robbed man, I didn't really like the feeling, but still
  C#m                                      D
I been robbed, you wanna know which of the two I prefer?
                                          Bm
My mummy couldn't understand that I would do it for her
  D                                G
If war should occur, I'll put this through you if I have to
         F#m
But it's more to deter
Bm                        D                        G
Listen, you ain't got the stomach or the heart for this
                                   F#m
Know your own worth, they're gonna label you a narcissist
Bm                                  D
  Same brush they use to stroke you ego when you're part of this
     G                                 F#m
Will be the one they use to sweep your name under the carpet with
Bm                                     D
  I'll show you what heartless is, I'm grinding for electrics
G                              F#m
 Nourishment for dinner, I was starving for my entrance
Bm                  D                   G
  All we needed was two zeds and a dead strip
                              F#m                  Bm
To bring it back to life like Jon Snow and the Red Witch
                      D
Table full of bosses, designating profits
    G                              F#m
How we on the same team and you're celebratin' my losses?
Bm              D
  If he's a man sending hate through a fake page
G                              F#m
 Chances are I ran through his bitch just like I'm A-Train
Bm                    D
  Fuck a day-date, Daytona with a plain face
G                F#m
Panda plain jane just matchin', he got great taste
Bm                   D
  Try a ting and get stabbed in that same place
       G                              F#m
You're going St. George's, they ain't treatin' you at mayday
Bm                D
  Mayday, mayday, somebody call for help
G                         F#m
 Free all of my niggas in jail
                  Bm
I heard you're on bro, but I doubt it
       D
That's stones in glass houses
G                                         F#m
This the shit that couldn't make it to my album

Mercury


[Chorus: Kamal.]
Dmaj7      Bm           C#m
     I feel, I feel you breaking under
Dmaj7       F#m             E
     My skin,  I'll be your vacant lover
Dmaj7      Dm            C#m             Dmaj7
     Diving  too deep to tell ourselves apart
F#m        E
Hand on my heart


[Outro: Kamal.]
Dmaj7
    I lie with her like perjury
Bm
  And I cry tears of burgundy
F#m
   Sirens sing so perfectly
E
 But I'm poison like mercury
Dmaj7
     I lie with her like perjury
Bm
  And I cry tears of burgundy
F#m
   Sirens sing so perfectly
E
 But I'm poison like mercury