WEIGHT OF THE TRADE

Clock on the wall, it's a cold-blooded witness (Witness)

Grinding the gears just to stay in the business (Stay in it)

Pressure is heavy, it's paving the street (Paving)

Trading my hours for a place I can sleep (I can sleep)

Ops in the shadow, they watching the wake (Watch the wake)

Counting the dividends, sealing the fate (Sealing the fate)

Trade-off is silent, the cost is a ghost (Cost is a ghost)

Win or we lose, it's the thing that I need most (Need most)

I'm carrying the bag till my shoulders start to break (Woo)

Everything I love is a piece that I can take (Woo)

High frequency saturating, the sky is turning gray

Pursuing an autonomy every single day (Every single day)

Dividends is coming to me every single day (Yeah)

Dividends is coming, yeah, the checks is in the mail (In the mail)

But the pressure in my chest is the only thing for sale

Yeah, the only thing for sale

Eyes in the rear view, the ops keeping pace (Yeah)

Hard to distinguish a friend from a face (No)

Dialect is heavy, the vernacular street (Watch out)

Only way out is to stay on my feet (On my feet)

Trade-offs are stacking, I'm emptying the bin (Yep)

Losing my spirit just so I can win

Pressure is constant, it's part of the trade (Part of the trade)

Sleep is a luxury, hope is a blade (Hey, yeah)

I'm carrying the bag till my shoulders start to break

Everything I love is a piece that I can take

High frequency saturating, the sky is turning gray

Pursuing an autonomy every single day

Dividends is coming to me every single day

Dividends is coming, yeah, the checks is in the mail

But the pressure in my chest is the only thing for sale

Yeah, the only thing for sale

The silence is heavy, the bag is a cage

Writing my history on a burnt-out page

Pressure is peaking, I'm losing the breath

Autonomy or nothing, it's life or it's death (Woo)

I'm carrying the bag till my shoulders start to break (Shoulders break)

Everything I love is a piece that I can take (Can take)

High frequency saturating, the sky is turning gray (Sky is turning gray)

Pursuing an autonomy every single day (Every day)

Dividends is coming to me every single day (Every day)

Dividends is coming, yeah, the checks is in the mail (Checks is in the mail)

But the pressure in my chest is the only thing for sale (Only thing for sale)

Yeah, the only thing for sale

The grind never stops (Never stops)

Bag never full (Never full)

Pressure is real (Is real)

Check the dividend (Check 'em)

Yeah