daytime (feat. witty boy slim)

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She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night
No one was around her in the daytime
She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine
Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side
And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline
I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine
And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine
Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time

I hate to say the things that you don't wanna hear
But they just gotta leave my heart and hit some other ears
Got a lotta baggage with a couple fears
And I was lining up to spend a dozen years
I'm tired of giving love and getting fuckin' tears
I thought you knew my pain, but you's another Kier
And I don't need a lover, I need my other peers
I'm finna kick it up, we got a couple gears
And now I'm with the homies clinkin' Butterbeers in the daytime
She was tryna fix it with a FaceTime
Shoulda seen my face, I couldn't place mine
Had to run it back, read the old lines
Chasing pennies for some gold dimes
Flying past me like a road sign
And my heart was broken but it sold fine
Couldn't ever know, I'm just some old wine
Hope you're doing well, hope you're chillin' in the daytime, now

She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night
No one was around her in the daytime
She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine
Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side
And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline
I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine
And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine
Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time

It's mister business flipper, wine just turn to grapes
Fruits of the labor just gimme more time today
Springin' much better, I'm flippin' it all to May
Gotta put in effort, 'cuz donuts are looking glazed
Gotta put in effort, 'cuz hell is the place of birth
Call that shit a dead end, rose with a lesson
Weak as fresh starts, you know the shit keep me tempted to move
Lemme come through with the new view
Do with the voodoo, vision go poof
Zone like nigga, I got a good alley-oop
Add another pass, we ain't worried 'bout a hoop
Net is the water, the pussy be gettin' loose
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump

She end up slidin' 'cuz she beggin' for a late night
No one was around her in the daytime
She was schemin', hidin', actin' like a canine
Gentle but she got a lil' something for the waist side
And I can't deny it, I'm a sucker for her waistline
I was chiefin', she was stealing berries from the grapevine
And if that leaves a sour taste, well, you can take mine
Such a shame but baby, we don't waste time

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