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Mick Jenkins - Tip Your Hat lyrics

I'm just trynna be happy
[Sniffles]
Groovy

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill
Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill
Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real
They can't tell you what to wear because you free

Tell 'em bout the J. Crew socks and the Tommy Hilfiger sweater
Middle of a Alabama summer, field nigga weather
Value Village trippin' 'bout to catch a deal with the cheddar
Wicker Park pickin' niggas catchin' deals with the leather
Loafers I was rockin'
They were jazzy, I was stockin'
Had a horsey on the jacket
Didn't have another option
[?] bracelets on my wrist I can't remember when I copped 'em
I been fuckin' with that fly shit for the longest, fool

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill
Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill
Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real
They can't tell you what to wear because you free

Tell 'em that I'm straight up out the Chi
And I'm fly
91st & Langley, neighborhood guy
Went to Hirsch, off the 9
Seen to many in a herse from the 9
Lot of busted holes couple of them fine
Nevermind
Afterschool, we was cool
Chillin' on the Grove after 'bout a year
Shit changed, started gettin' chose
Seen a homie shot
On the spot
Seen shit stole
Seen a couple fights
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When it's hot, niggas get froze
That's just how it goes
In the hood
Mama taught me good
Niggas didn't try me, understood
Wish a nigga would
Shorties on the block
On my jock
I was feelin' good
Got a couple numbers at a party then I told them hoes to juke, fool

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill
Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill
Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real
They can't tell you what to wear because you free

Aw
Oh
(Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin')
Yeah, listen up
(Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin')
Tell 'em bout the A-Life loafers with the tassels
Camo on the cargos, laces be a hassle
Tell 'em haters all about this vintage shit I'm thriftin
We don't listen
Save yo money, this a different type of pimpin'
Can you buy that?

It was $35, 000, $35, 000 cash money
Wha-No, I get one-$35, 000+1, right?
The one I gave you
No you gave me 6, alright?
That was one
I had one that was 6 and the $35,000 + 6 + 1 makes 7.
$35, 000 and 7, alright? Motherfucker, can you buy that?

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill
Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill
Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real
They can't tell you what to wear because you free

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