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Elderflower liquor in my gin drink Imma make it for myself cause I ain't really worried what the kids think Midtown daps like I’m Chris Fink Letting the kitsch sink, into the kitchen sink, think quick I think I’m Big Noyd, I think I’m Slick Rick I think I’m very much in need of a stiff drink They told me life is a bitch, I met her recently & Asked her what she want in a man she said a stiff (well) And sensitivity n power n the essence Cause insecurities make it doubtful that you'll be present I’m Nash & I’m on my pivot I’m dashing I’m more conspicuous Than ever even in the solid colors that I’m dressed in Book of rhymes is a jewel box like Dresden Tomahawk jam like Desmond I don't wanna monologue fam cause I’m not quite desperate Not just my will but not quite destined A day at the beach I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech I smoke inside violating my lease I been a student of this game for a minute but I’m aching to teach (I said) Broadway Roth like it neat no chaser Coif stay pomped with the cheap low taper I got all the sugar I dont need no neighbor Caught her sneaking in tryna creep on Vader (we got a code six) Leave the premises immediately There ain't nothin' if you tryna Wikipedia me I’m eager to be, everything I know I am It don't matter how low I am I never sleep just work, homie told me 'send me the book' And if I’m asking him then Taylor prolly send me a look And if I’m asking him then Vader prolly send me a hook To hell with if/whether it's getting me booked, I’m just incredibly hooked A day at the beach I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech I like my money like my shoes, I hate when it crease And I ain't sell my soul to make it increase, I'm tryna make it in peace Behind the man is everything that you imagine Half of it is practice, half of it is passion Half of it is mad dull, half of it is action Spitting till I’m red getting hammered with my faction Laxing, looking like I shred my gnar I took a trip to the bodega then I lit my gar I leave a beat feeling as if it had been hit by cars I know that ain't nobody better when I spit my bars (it's like) A day at the beach I’m drinking alone, I’m makin a speech I'm layin' low n I been faded for weeks Making way for day to break it ain't an ankle and it ain't the police The sun's shining That's the sun shining (on Magazine Beach)