ACTRESS//4LIFE Swaine (Ft. Sewerperson)

[Intro: Swaine]
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1: Swaine]
First and foremost, I love this instrumental
Keep me whistlin' like a kettle
Lift the kettlebell, lift the metal
Pedal to the pack, go forever, like
Catch me in space with the aces of Spades
Keepin' the one and two, zeros all day
Up in the vehicle, silence is sway
Wrong kind of mornin', we thinking to grey
Thinkin' of fadin' to blackness
See you again when I feel like an actress
No time for nothin', I'm plannin' for taxes
Yeah, I got bills to pay
Another day, give me brain, keep me sane
I love the way you move around and shake it down
And leave me pound for poundin' 'round and 'round
Down for count but not for long
We ridin' 'round town, all smiles till he makes me frown
Take down and I keep 'em down
Space travel, I unravel secrets
Interview myself like Ryan Seacrest
Open like a book, a verse, the universe is mine for takin'
Handin' out a hearse, like Oprah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow down like mans in the grove
Shuffle up decks, give thanks to the bros
Huffin' up raps like come with a pose
Sun comin' soon like dive in the rose