Forty Grand and a Funeral

FORTY GRAND AND A FUNERAL

Verse 1 Counted it out on a coffin lid Forty grand for the thing my brother did Man across the table didn't blink or breathe Just slid a Polaroid of everything I'd leave There's a wreath on a door I will never knock A widow learned my last name from a talk He don't want it back in tens and twenties, no He wants it back in something only blood can owe

Pre-Chorus Tick of the clock Cut of the deal Some debts get paid In things you feel

Chorus Forty grand and a funeral Same receipt, they tore it down the middle I signed it in a parking lot Forty grand and a funeral is all I got

Verse 2 He keeps a ledger like a preacher keeps a name Every line a man who learned the weight of shame My number's circled twice in a careful hand Underneath it just one word, and the word is "or" Or is a door at the top of a stair Or is my mother's house with nobody there I don't ask him what the second column means I already met the men who balance up his scenes

Pre-Chorus Tick of the clock Cut of the deal Some debts get paid In things you feel

Chorus Forty grand and a funeral Same receipt, they tore it down the middle I signed it in a parking lot Forty grand and a funeral is all I got

Bridge He don't carry a gun, he carries the math He lets the numbers do the bleeding on your path I used to think I was the dangerous one in here Then he smiled and showed me what a calm man costs a year Forty grand and a funeral Same receipt, they tore it down the middle I signed it in a parking lot Forty grand and a funeral is all I got

Outro All I got

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