Six Dollars

[INSTRUMENTAL — guitar lick over clavinet, claps knocking in]

[HOOK — bitter-sweet chant, call and answer]
Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars)
Oat milk, lavender, on my grandmother's corner
Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars)
Thirty years of us, and we the "character" they ordered

[VERSE 1 — wry storytelling flow]
Mr. Henry's liquor store is a café with a fern wall
Where the scratch-off case was, now they sell vinyl to y'all
A large cold brew runs more than my lunch used to run
Barista called me "fam" — I been fam here, son
They kept his old sign as a "vintage touch"
Thirty years of a man's work as a prop — that part's a bit much
They jog past our mural like it's paint on a wall
That's my uncle's face — he can't afford his own block at all

[POST-HOOK — voices stacked low, guitar answering]
(Six dollars) ... for coffee?
(Six dollars) ... on her corner

[VERSE 2 — flow sharpens]
The rent jumped forty percent — that letter gave me whiplash
The new landlord's an LLC that only answers cash
Miss Dorothy's building got flipped after thirty years
Sixty days' notice and a muffin basket — cheers
I ain't mad at nobody wanting a latte — get yours
But why's your morning order gotta board up all our stores
Soon I'm on a mural on a block I can't stay
Full flavor, no refills — man, they love us that way

[BRIDGE — beat drops to clavinet and snaps, voice even]
They want the seasoning (seasoning), not the cook (not the cook)
They want the mural, not the family that it took
They love the flavor (the flavor), hate the kitchen (the kitchen)
Want my block on a t-shirt, not my block — you get it

[HOOK — biggest one, whole block singing]
Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars)
Oat milk, lavender, on my grandmother's corner
Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars)
Thirty years of us, and we the "character" they ordered

[OUTRO — chant fading, guitar lick trailing]
Six dollars (six dollars) ... (I been fam here)

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[INSTRUMENTAL — guitar lick over clavinet, claps knocking in] [HOOK — bitter-sweet chant, call and answer] Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Oat milk, lavender, on my grandmother's corner Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Thirty years of us, and we the "character" they ordered [VERSE 1 — wry storytelling flow] Mr. Henry's liquor store is a café with a fern wall Where the scratch-off case was, now they sell vinyl to y'all A large cold brew runs more than my lunch used to run Barista called me "fam" — I been fam here, son They kept his old sign as a "vintage touch" Thirty years of a man's work as a prop — that part's a bit much They jog past our mural like it's paint on a wall That's my uncle's face — he can't afford his own block at all [HOOK — bitter-sweet chant, call and answer] Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Oat milk, lavender, on my grandmother's corner Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Thirty years of us, and we the "character" they ordered [POST-HOOK — voices stacked low, guitar answering] (Six dollars) ... for coffee? (Six dollars) ... on her corner [VERSE 2 — flow sharpens] The rent jumped forty percent — that letter gave me whiplash The new landlord's an LLC that only answers cash Miss Dorothy's building got flipped after thirty years Sixty days' notice and a muffin basket — cheers I ain't mad at nobody wanting a latte — get yours But why's your morning order gotta board up all our stores Soon I'm on a mural on a block I can't stay Full flavor, no refills — man, they love us that way [BRIDGE — beat drops to clavinet and snaps, voice even] They want the seasoning (seasoning), not the cook (not the cook) They want the mural, not the family that it took They love the flavor (the flavor), hate the kitchen (the kitchen) Want my block on a t-shirt, not my block — you get it [HOOK — biggest one, whole block singing] Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Oat milk, lavender, on my grandmother's corner Six dollars (six dollars), six dollars (six dollars) Thirty years of us, and we the "character" they ordered [OUTRO — chant fading, guitar lick trailing] Six dollars (six dollars) ... (I been fam here)

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