Receipts Face Down

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Intro

Receipts face down on the dash. 305 rain, 954 heat on the glass.

Verse 1

Carol City clouds sit low behind the Publix line. Auntie counts quarters, smiles like the total fine. Lauderhill windows sweat, Opa-Locka gates glow. Palmetto coughing slow, everybody moving low. Liberty City porch light tells you what not to show. Overtown elevator stuck between two floors. Brownsville rain taps policy notes on doors. Little Haiti kettle singing, phone on one percent. Allapattah rent receipt folded under the vent.

Pre-chorus

Big bills sleeping where the cracked case close, mouth full of weather, only right ones know.

Chorus

Have more than you show, say less than you know. Keep the receipt face down when the cameras roll. They count your pocket loud, let the quiet overflow. Have more than you show, say less than you know. Less, less, say less than you know. Gold in the glove box, rain on the road.

Verse 2

Turnpike toll took six, court date took my sleep. Landlord sent a text with a smile too cheap. Red stamp bled through the paper in my jeans. At 79th, my cousin saved half his fries for me. Mama said, “don’t answer,” when unknown numbers blinked. I-95 red lights bled across the wet. I had help in my pocket I ain’t offered them yet. Perrine midnight, motel ice machine shaking. Loud money turns favors into statements.

Pre-chorus

Every extra dollar got a witness and a ghost, so I move low, no ribbon on the post.

Chorus

Have more than you show, say less than you know. Keep the receipt face down when the cameras roll. They count your pocket loud, let the quiet overflow. Have more than you show, say less than you know. I fed three plates and let nobody know. Gold in the glove box, rain on the road.

Verse 3

My cracked phone shows me richer than my face. Screen bright, eyes tired, same Allapattah place. I judge the loud ones, then check my own glare. New shoes in the closet, old bill by the chair. Mirror said restraint ain’t always fear. Sometimes God whispers so screenshots don’t grow ears. I stopped posting wins, I started keeping proof. The quiet made the truth look like the truth.

Verse 4

Noise want my name, want my rent, want my route. Want me flashing every blessing till the wolves map out. I fight back with locked screens, dead tags, no show. No wide mouth at the table where the side eyes grow. Goulds to Florida City, rain snapping the roof. I don’t owe a crowd the math, I owe my people proof. 62nd tried to bait me, corner store got ears. I bought bread, paid cash, disappeared through the mirrors. Let them think it’s light; let the floor not creak. Power ain’t a post, it’s the hand you don’t see.

Pre-chorus

Turn the bass up once, let the silence hit twice. I don’t explain peace to a person with a price.

Chorus

Have more than you show, say less than you know. Keep the receipt face down when the cameras roll. They count your pocket loud, let the quiet overflow. Have more than you show, say less than you know. I fed three plates and let nobody know. 305/954, rain cooling the glow. Less, less, say less than you know. Gold in the glove box, hard stop on the road.

Verse 5

Nephew at the bus stop, backpack to his chest. I slid him twenty folded in a math test. Told him, “don’t flex hunger, don’t flex what you save. Some doors open quiet, some smiles ask for gate codes.” When the world asks totals, give ’em weather and a nod. Keep your papers clean and your people close to God. Have more than you show, say less than you know. Then leave love in the bag before you go.

Outro

Receipt face down. Phone face down. Say less.

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