Felt Through The Night
[Verse 1: Slug]
Felt like just another Sunday night
Fishing for a feeling, but nothing'll bite
Cuff you like a pig might, hop in the whip like
Kids in the parking lot 'bout to start a fistfight
Stopped at the car wash on Nicollette
Saw the homie out front, offered me a cigarette
It's kinda bogus how I quit a long time ago
But don't nobody notice 'cause you see what you kinda know
But I'm still friends with Mary, listen
Mixed the prairie with the fizzy let's carry this tradition
I'm barely out the kitchen when the prep cook spitting
Said "Love life like you're married to that bitch"
Started in a basement and now I've got basements
Wishing on a star turns out to be a spaceship
Kiss you on the face like everything's alright
Just another day trying to live through the night
[Verse 2: Murs]
Effervescent from adolescence, a stone beauty
Type of blessings that manifest in their own movie
Lobby playing that Smiff N Wessun, it's so groovy
Met her at a bar at the Westin sipping Patron smoothies
Margarida from Ipanema, say "Hey menina"
Half Brazillian, Sicilian, feeling that Emicida
Her demeanor was high post and high class
Skin color same as the doucet of my glass
Fat ass with full of lips, I pull her hips
Facial features were so sweet and I want a sip
Daydreaming I stay scheming on something fast
Night shift at the Sinclair and I'm pumping gas
Break time, my thirty minutes I let the nozzle go
Vegan so the burger I'm eating is an impossible
Like the mission's I'm wishing I could be on
Stuck in a position where bishops wanna be donned
Turn the lock on the handle, it's the same old song
That's why I go commando like Rae Dawn Chong
Pull out the lotion and start the motion, I'm stroking hard
Visualizing I'm [?] an open jar
Bust and I thrust all the tissues in the trash
If my boss, she'd be kicking my ass
I know I need to quit, but I can't get right
Just another day trying to live through the night