| Was reminiscing of the minute that I lived in the shot
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| It’s sentimental, started lifting something different inside
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| Okay, I step up in this cyph
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| Like a gun to a knife
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| Fight for every single inch
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| Like what’s become of my life
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| It’s Coolie baby, they say dude don’t ever do what is right
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| Let’s get unruly, did my duty, set the mood for the night
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| U-B-I, move aside young rookie, let the veteran go
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| Your man can’t rhyme for shit, go ahead set it in stone
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| Usually, I’d never battle rap for cheddar, I’m woke
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| But I suppose I could fit you in my schedule slow
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| Your whole squad smoke like medical though
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| You’ll get ate up in a cyph like an edible though
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| And lookin' like some hoes trying to get their general squoze
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| You motherfuckers act funny like the Letterman show
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| One day I was in a cyph spitting venomous prose
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| A girl approached smelling sweeter than the scent a rose
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| She talkin' about a Hurricane Maria benefit show
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| And if she got the tour setup, was I ready to roll
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| Ayo my heart was beating steady, she was fetti fa' sho'
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| I couldn’t tell if this Bitty Betty was friend or a foe
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| But either way I keep both friends and enemies close
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| My enemies they tend to keep me on all ten of my toes
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| Even better I suppose, she tugging on my sleeve
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| Shredding my clothes, I asked her, «who you with?»
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| She said «I'm alone,» my homie said to me
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| «bro. |
| she ready to go and tryna let it be known
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| Now grab ahold of her hand and take her on a gentleman stroll»
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| She told me, «I'll never settle for no»
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| Away we go and now we floatin' on the ebb and the flow
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| Without a care and trying to hit was the eventual goal
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| I’m trying to penetrate the temporal lobe
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| Get a scent of her soul, ya know
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| Grinning for the whole night (the whole night)
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| Liquor with the whole lime yeah
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| Looking for the sunshine (looking for the sunshine)
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| Climbing up the gold vine (yeah)
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| We gon' be alright (we gon' be alright)
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| Grinning for the whole night yeah
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| Looking for some more shine
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| Climbing up the gold vine
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| We gon' be alright
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| Yo when I saw her, she was walking on a gentleman stroll
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| She hand to hand with a man that I already should know
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| I took a shot, I paid the bill, and I was ready to go
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| To see if he’d be interested in maybe letting her go
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| To see if she’d be interested in maybe making a choice
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| I had to get another drink cause I was shaky in voice
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| And then I started having visions of me making her moist
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| I couldn’t help what I was doing, yo little baby was noice
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| But then I started second guessing questioning my approach
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| What’s that say if I walk up, we talk, and she really go
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| What’s gon' happen when she turn around and do it to me
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| And all because I want some Bitty that my dick doesn’t know
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| This battle I’m already having isn’t working for me
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| All she’d ever really get is just the surface of me
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| And if I’m being honest, prolly end up hurting you see
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| Did you a favor, I just saved ya from a merciless defeat
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| And that was worth it to me
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| Grinning for the whole night (the whole night)
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| Liquor with the whole lime yeah
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| Looking for the sunshine (looking for the sunshine)
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| Climbing up the gold vine (yeah)
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| We gon' be alright (we gon' be alright)
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| Grinning for the whole night yeah
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| Looking for some more shine
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| Climbing up the gold vine
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| We gon' be alright
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| Yeah, I used to get it and go, they didn’t wanna kid
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| I would make 'em swallow it whole
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| With a bottle of pink moscato
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| And a pocket of dro
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| Too many single mamas wanna take a shot and then blow
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| I ain’t with that eenie-meenie which one I come home
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| Too many thots on the block, stocking the dope
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| Dropping they hope, for a nigga that addicted to soap
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| And rather be something instead of rottin' your soul
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| UBI it be known, she done got that energy tho'
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| She ahead of her foe, steady sayin' ready to go
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| Bitty Betty let me unload, I really needed to cope
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| She my fix, I’m Macaulay she like my dope
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| 'Bout time I grow on my own
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| Rather get this money just to reinvest in a home
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| Flip it a couple of times then I buy atleast two more
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| Because nowadays rapper money way too low, you know
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| I been drinking all night, liquor with the whole sprite
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| Looking for the moonshine, 'bout to hit the limelight yeah
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| Kendrick said we alright, sipping on that gold shine yeah
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| Liquor with the whole lime, nigga I be on mine, imma do it all night
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| Looking for the moonshine, 'bout to hit the limelight (yeah)
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| Kendrick said we alright, sipping on that moonshine (yeah)
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| Liquor with the whole lime (yeah) |