Riley (AU) - Hands lyrics

[Verse 1] So we strict bu*ton up to the lip Over lay a zip textile meanwhile acrylic Like the nail in the coffin i will Break the claustrophobic with my own freewill Bring the bill i pay for that Stutter scat vocal chord at his pluck Raised by the autocrat now how i give a mother f** A father chuffed by ability to cuff my hand And trap his own when he shuffle through some rubber band Money ain't a thang i scream on tape mouth duct Squealing through torture my opinion mean none It ain't a fact ain't a stat find a reference for that Learning math earning stacks how can you argue with that Cruising yacht with a splash of romanee conti in the gla** It my be half empty undergrad in upper cla** I block my ears for what i heard my brain repaired to scar If this is rich id rather pour my tears in the gutter [Hook] But you knew when i was older all i wanted's to rap Told me that entertainment wasn't for me holding me back Be an accountant or a lawyer or a something like that Or a conservative innervating a making me mad Tie my hands up at the back put it in front for me to grab But when the bucks up the stacks down I'm facing puddles sad frown Tears ripple i reflect till I'm at drown Level and embezzle all my peace ripped apart now [Verse 2] Torment i mean he tore me apart The way i think the way i love palm of hand is my heart Drip through callused fingers the money holder When I'm older hope i never wrinkle like the paper that he fold up Scrunch scrap the pile grows taller 6 ft deep i am the product and i falter By the alter hands together Nothing pull em part leave me vulnerable nobility in suffer To the father from your son i need your help But all get is opposition begging so i'm knelt Melt like i am the rocks in your chivas On your wives fingers blood redder than a vineyard Of your finest sipping when drinking bubbly think of me Under your seas trying to surface try to breathe But in the end ill be the treasure the x on the map That people search forever what he could've been lad [Hook]