Salt n' Lime

The grass ain't greener and the fare ain't cheap
Give me salt and lime in the land of the free
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
The grass ain't greener and the fare ain't cheap
Give me salt and lime in the land of the free
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe

Tonight, every drink's on me
Even when the checks don't clear, I'm tea
Trade a little pleasure for the center of the ring
Newsflash, I'm the king of the hill on a complain campaign
Cut a rug, I've done enough of playing buttercup
Saddle up, they outta luck, I showed them 20 bucks

Oh wow, white collar crimes on the company dime
Couldn't catch a break on company time
Life on the clock's like eating with your eyes
Might find God, go for a hike
More brown liquor, I chase my pain
I'm bitter by the hour, I state my claims
I'm hanging by a nail, my body's on a scale
And work is really jail

The grass ain't greener and the fare ain't cheap
Give me salt and lime in the land of the free
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe

I am always good for leading my life out of sequence
And search of a sequel, cause y'all just the B-roll
Always good for leading, kicking and screaming
Ranks and achievements
My biweekly is decent
Always good for leading
Always good for leading

The syndication runs a nation full of movie stars
And that eagle turns you gold no matter where you are
I sell my passion for a ration at your local bar
Come on, come one, come all
The syndication runs a nation full of movie stars
And that eagle turns you gold no matter where you are
I sell my passion for a ration at your local bar
Come on, come one, come all

Tonight every drink's on me (tonight every drink's on me)
I said, tonight every drink's on me (tonight every drink's on me)
I said, tonight every drink's on me
Check never cleared, who cares? I'm tea
I'll trade a little pleasure for the center of the ring
And I'm charging everything

White collar crimes on the company dime
And I couldn't catch a break on company time
Life on the clock's like eating with your eyes
I might find God, I might go for a hike
More brown liquor, I chase my pain
I'm bitter by the hour, I state my claims
I'm hanging by a nail, my body's on a scale
And work is really jail

I'm always good for leading
In search of a sequel, 'cause y'all, y'all just the B-roll
Always good for leaving, kicking and screaming
I'm always good for being individual
I'm always good for putting myself first
I'm always good for putting my black queer ass first, first

The grass ain't greener and the fare ain't cheap
Give me salt and lime in the land of the free
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe

Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe
Haze in the air, getting harder to breathe