The Cove Lounge

(Haz Solo)
Where’s everybody at?
The Fuck?

Is empty in the Cove Lounge
No Sound of chatter
Except for the losing Packers on the plasma
Bartender would you happen to
Have some Whiskey hard brown
Somebody moved to 43
To sleep is hella hard now
Must be a producer
Cuzz I don’t hear him rapping much
All I hear is samples
And some kick, snare, claps, and such
Bad enough I drove from Milwaukee for a party in the Mediterranean hall
My arts in the lobby
Pardon me, as I take this shot, one for the road
Cheers to the butt naked, college girl in my robe
Rough night, but the view from the rooms amazing
Lunch from the dock, walked out in my socks like fuck it
Lake water splashing on the rocks
Cat fish jumping
Chardonnay chilling in the bucket
They give me shady looks when I ask em where the nuggets
I’m trying to get high with you like passenger luggage

Second shot didn’t think I’m yapping too much
Wonder if Captain Morgan is cool with Captain Crunch
IM trying to smash her ass till she need asthma punch from gasping
Straight gassing up playing Robert Glasper
Say your names Jasper, Smelling like Jasmine
And she from the A, Plus she know Jazze Pha
And she could make something happen
IM cool tho
Bartender Kudos on these drinks
Take this 50, buy some beats from Rufio

And you better have my back
Cuzz I’m back on that real shit
Something you can feel
It’s ILL

F in the dean
Started in the springs quarter
Getting bread in the Edgewater like
YEA!

What I do?
U know I hit her with that WOMP WOMP!!