| Early dinner at the ocean, near
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| Drove ' the body burn us
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| Negotiate, purchase furniture, them niggas nervous
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| Her perfume a surplus, the plush curtains
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| Bitches blush, blush, plum wine
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| Fine cognac, got an act for the scratch
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| Summertime, big trunks, just ease on the back
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| Wintertime on the frozen lake, the rare wine by the fireplace
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| The bone China plates, chinchilla throw blankets
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| My chicks throw fits in a fitted room and champagne rooms, roomy
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| Rock diamonds, never gloomy
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| Glued to my seat, shorty cinematic, money, I send erratic
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| Egyptian lintel, each dish with utensils
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| Proper etiquette, right attire, essential
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| Let the conversation weigh in on the '
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| Shared aquarium, shed a tear, shorty bury 'em
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| I never said I could walk on water
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| But where I’m from I can see much further
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| The flood gates, I’mma open them further
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| Set sail in the open water
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| Yeah, in the open water
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| Tryna stay afloat in that open water
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| The flood gates, I’mma open them further
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| Set sail in the open water
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| You try to blame it on the money, but really it’s the person
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| Depending on the climate, environment immersed in
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| Show a little mercy, most niggas take advantage
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| The lesson you can learn once you understand the standards
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| Stand for the cause, fall for the causes
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| Laying out with bitches, gotta talk cautious
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| Great sex on the lake, it’s like selling music, success
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| Full of life and amusement
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| Now do this mean more than it meant before?
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| Or did it mean more before? | 
| Marble floors offshore
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| I assume the game, so consuming
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| While I’m soaking in Jacuzzis, I’m only human
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| Soaking out the game in between fates
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| Try to stay afloat while you dream chase
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| Set sail in the open water
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| Departing from the harbor, getting further
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| I never said I could walk on water
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| But where I’m from I can see much further
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| The flood gates, I’mma open them further
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| Set sail in the open water
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| Yeah, in the open water
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| Tryna stay afloat in that open water
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| The flood gates, I’mma open them further
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| Set sail in the open water
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| You live from middle passage to middle and grand rappers
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| From riding the wave to dictating the currents
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| From doing whatever we had to do to stay afloat
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| To road flooded with diamonds as if a lever broke
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| Black rain falling from the sky looks fierce
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| The crown prince treading black water
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| We black leaders, playing games with these white cats
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| The world is indeed open water
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| And in this life either you sink or you swim
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| Explains why we move so fluidly
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| In this here open water |