Waking up in the morning gotta thank God I don't know, but this place seems kinda odd No meters on the block and no blogs Hyping up corny bitches with no clothes on No labels with bad taste Signing wack rappers just to sell a little ad space Peruse the reviews from my mixtape Everyone agrees Maddie rocks and her shit's great I tell you it's a beautiful world When they say you rap good, not just for a girl And right then I got a text from Brad He was working on a beat, and it wasn't half bad And so I hit the streets Felt something in the pocket of my ripped-up jeans A twenty dollar bill with my face on it Said in Maddie we trust, bitch now go and put some bass on it (Like an angel from the heaven above) (From the heaven above) (From the heaven above) And so I head into the caffeine spot And grab an iced Americano with the extra shot I found some cigs Like half a pack So I lit a couple up and I wrote these raps I went to the cute barista I said: I'm Maddie, and it's nice to meet ya And maybe when you get off we can catch a feature Or go to your crib and just smoke some reefer We did like I said so We got some milkshakes, but we drank them in her bed though She plucked a cherry off the top She put em in her mouth and tied the shit into a knot We made out for a while Watched X-Files on mute while we did the deed That's the script y'all fill in the scene Maddie on the mic and it's good to be queen I cruised to Brad's and everything was fine He had the beats, I had the rhymes I had the kief he had the wine He passed me the mic So I said check two, let me kick it one time We did the song in a single take We knew it was a hit, so we took a break But the booze got me juiced up Started fucking around Freestylin' like we used to But the cypher kept going forever I never choked, I always thought of something clever We rocked till the cops came And when they got out the car The beat hit 'em like a shockwave And they just couldn't resist Grabbed their microphones and started to riff And for one fly second everything was right And that was called heaven Just a girl and her mic (I'm in the midst of a rappin' blitz) (Of a rappin' blitz) (Of a rappin' blitz) (I'm in the midst of a rappin' blitz) (And you ain't never heard a girl rock the mic like this)