Hawks & Thieves

F*ck you mean When you say that you can make something better than this F*ck you mean When you say that you can write something clever like this Do you ever think of peace when you stare in the mirror Cuz all I ever see is the grief getting clearer All my past selves disappointed cuz I haven't made it anywhere Shit Least I ain't in the cemetery Lost in the muds in the swamps of the evergreens Tall grasses, snakeskins, and green things Please beware the tracks you step in Cuz uhm there's leeches here I could make a song about sex and talk about money on the next But what good does that do for me when those type of songs don't speak to me I'm tryna find a little space from me in this galaxy full of hawks and thieves Where the good get killed and the bad get rich and the ugly get a fix to their trigger itch I rather write songs as a form of ventilation Cuz I'm tryna get out of my situation Been broke for the past 3 years got my mind stuck inside the walls of my adolescence I'm tryna break free from the thoughts that imprison me If these walls could talk, they'd belittle me But I can't react so bitterly and I can't relax with these similes F*ck you mean When you say you can make something better than this F*ck you mean When you say you can write something clever like this Born from a storm in the tenements Rise through the ranks with no help from the government We don't really take no drugs, we just selling it We don't really beat up thugs, we be killing em We don't really talk bout shit 'less we doing em Cut from a cloth way different than the rest of em It don't take much to realize that I'm the best of them I'm just tryna make dreams real with my bruddanem Oh Yeah Speeding through the coast like I got nine lives With a magazine chick on the left hand side Driving 98 miles on a 10 hour drive I would rather quit school if it ain't Sky High I can never trust freely, I know all men lie Everybody got issues in this god damn life I can never be perfect, I just wanna be wise I just wanna live life with my kids and my wife God damn F*ck you mean When you say you can make something better than this F*ck you mean When you say you can write something clever like this F*ck you mean