Prize Songtext
von Bryson Tiller

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no

Look at you in this Audemars, shit, fuck all these broads, hey, no offense
She′s very classy, yes, I know this
Girl can't romance me ′cause I'm focused on you
Seizin' the moment, she is the sole reason I wrote this, yeah
Yeah, now she′s in focus
I don′t see nobody else, no-, it's-, yeah-yeah

Yeah, tell me you like the song, and I′m singin' to you ′til mornin' come
Touchin′ you 'til you harmonize, I know you
Hear me say this shit all the time
Grateful 'cause you are the prize, I want you as mine (mine)
(And she make me say)

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no


I′m grateful (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey)
Grateful because you chose up on me, I can′t be out here just hoein' ′round
Already know how karma works, it's spinnin′ the block, it's goin′ 'round
Hit up the club, I called you first, if you on my arm, I'm showin′ out
Told me, "Leave them broads alone", it′s quiet for them, you know I did
Bachelor crib, don't call it home, what should I call it? No idea

No wife in a blouse, no spouse, no kids, no four-door whip to drive ′em in
No more hoes, done flyin' ′em in, I'm tryna come make you smile again (be mine)
All you wanted was a lil′ openness, and I told myself, "Better not tell no, tell no lies again" (can I?)
This ain't no joke thing, no, not again
Babe, be mine
(What? What?)
Ah-ah-ah

Ooh, babe
Nobody does it like you, baby, no

I tried searchin' for it, I got nowhere, nowhere, yeah
I looked everywhere for it and it′s so hard to find
It′s got my mind racin' all night, I try
It′s alright, girl, take your time, take your time
Time, time, time