THREE PERCENT

Name: THREE PERCENT
Duration: 249 s
Description: THREE PERCENT by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Swipe up, swipe up, watch it drain Every touch a little closer to the dark”

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Intro

Three percent, three percent Screen still lit but barely breathin

Verse 1

Publix lot, eleven somethin, engine off but I ain't movin Phone says three and I got four tabs I can't lose yet Payout says processin, that means tomorrow if I'm lucky Girl texted me at eight, still ain't opened it, that's ugly Producer wants a session, studio forty minutes south Quarter tank, twelve dollars short of the charger for my car Sittin here decidin which emergency comes first Two percent'll get me one more screen before it's dirt

Pre-chorus

Swipe up, swipe up, watch it drain Every touch a little closer to the dark

Chorus

Three percent is all I got and that's on everything Three percent to check the bread, respond, or feel a thing Livin like a charger short of functional Three percent permanent, nothin optional

Verse 2

Open DoorDash first, payout pending since this mornin Six hours for fifty-two before the food I ate for nothin Producer says pull up, that's the only thing worth burnin gas So I'm composin in the lot, every word a Hail Mary pass Typed it twice, erased, typed again, sent it at two percent Sat there starin at the screen like the message was my rent

Pre-chorus

Swipe up, swipe up, watch it drain Every touch a little closer to the dark

Chorus

Three percent is all I got and that's on everything Three percent to check the bread, respond, or feel a thing Livin like a charger short of functional Three percent permanent, nothin optional

Verse 3

Producer ain't respond, runnin calculations in the dark Payout clears by noon, put the twenty in the car Make the session, still got afternoon deliveries But if the overdraft hits first, eats the gas, kills the pivot, see Every twelve-dollar problem is a hundred-dollar hole by Thursday This ain't poverty with cinema, this is quiet, this is cursed day Compound interest on invisible, no one films this part Fluorescents in the grocery lot the only thing that's sharp

Bridge

Phone says one Her text says are you okay, three words Honest answer costs more battery than I got I type yeah I'm good Screen goes black mid-send

Verse 4

Don't know if it went through, don't know if she waitin Lot lights buzzin like they know my situation Hands still on the wheel, nowhere left to scroll Funny how the quiet only hits when you lose the screen Of the one thing keepin you connected to the money and the music Dead screen, dead reach, and I'm just sittin useless

Verse 5

Drive home on a quarter tank, radio dead without the aux Plug into my roommate's charger, watch the apple turn back on Seventeen notifications all want somethin from me Close my eyes before I read em, I ain't ready Tomorrow same day, same three percent to spend Same payout pendin, same session I might miss again

Outro

Three percent, three percent Screen still lit but barely breathin Three percent, three percent

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