Ok my big cuz home this nigga got me going stupid
Just did that bid aye Tim I know you got some new shit
Truth be told nigga
I been going through it
Last thing on my mind been some motherf*cking music
Smoking blunts to the face I'm bout to motherf*cking lose it
My girl went through my phone
"This your boo? True, who is this?"
Restraining orders I been going through the ringer
I aint answer your call cause I aint have on my ringer
Side bitch done switch to a clinger
Stage 5
I been getting low on these hoes trying to stay high
Grey skies its getting dark I'm about to spark now
Bitches got me circling the lot before I park now
Got damn I wanna glide off the radar
Cause wifey just sent the feds to bag me at my day job
Why she take it that far?
I can't say Bob
3 am it was just Jake from State Farm
Wasn't buying shit I was selling I tried to panhandle
Tried to get her up off of me
She said I manhandled
The damn scandals I aint cut for the drama
Cause thats supposed to be wife not baby mama
I loafed I'm too hip
Tight niggas got loose lips
Pillow talking to hoes telling them who I hit
Word get back to her and I deny it
But she been down for so long she know when I'm lying man I'm trying to cope
Familiar dope scents in my coat
My daughter 3 years old and know why I gotta smoke
Like "daddy need his medicine"
Yes baby, yet again
Its crazy then its ever been
I'm trying be a better man
And show a better example try to lead niggas
But most of them get trampled
I'll leave niggas
Don't smoke weed with niggas who won't bleed with ya
Wise words from my OG scripture
I'm hitting OD swishers to take the pain away
Backwoods for a rainy day
Yeah I got it
But you can still bring a jay
Its something bout it
Man niggas stay
Trying to hoov off me
You wont come up, finesse, or make moves off me
You goofy niggas must respect that I'm true PG nigga
Big Tim the Glider - Madness Freestyle Lyrics
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Ok my big cuz home this nigga got me going stupid
Just did that bid aye Tim I know you got some new shit
Truth be told nigga
I been going through it
Last thing on my mind been some motherf*cking music
Smoking blunts to the face I'm bout to motherf*cking lose it
My girl went through my phone
"This your boo? True, who is this?"
Restraining orders I been going through the ringer
I aint answer your call cause I aint have on my ringer
Side bitch done switch to a clinger
Stage 5
I been getting low on these hoes trying to stay high
Grey skies its getting dark I'm about to spark now
Bitches got me circling the lot before I park now
Got damn I wanna glide off the radar
Cause wifey just sent the feds to bag me at my day job
Why she take it that far?
I can't say Bob
3 am it was just Jake from State Farm
Wasn't buying shit I was selling I tried to panhandle
Tried to get her up off of me
She said I manhandled
The damn scandals I aint cut for the drama
Cause thats supposed to be wife not baby mama
I loafed I'm too hip
Tight niggas got loose lips
Pillow talking to hoes telling them who I hit
Word get back to her and I deny it
But she been down for so long she know when I'm lying man I'm trying to cope
Familiar dope scents in my coat
My daughter 3 years old and know why I gotta smoke
Like "daddy need his medicine"
Yes baby, yet again
Its crazy then its ever been
I'm trying be a better man
And show a better example try to lead niggas
But most of them get trampled
I'll leave niggas
Don't smoke weed with niggas who won't bleed with ya
Wise words from my OG scripture
I'm hitting OD swishers to take the pain away
Backwoods for a rainy day
Yeah I got it
But you can still bring a jay
Its something bout it
Man niggas stay
Trying to hoov off me
You wont come up, finesse, or make moves off me
You goofy niggas must respect that I'm true PG nigga
Just did that bid aye Tim I know you got some new shit
Truth be told nigga
I been going through it
Last thing on my mind been some motherf*cking music
Smoking blunts to the face I'm bout to motherf*cking lose it
My girl went through my phone
"This your boo? True, who is this?"
Restraining orders I been going through the ringer
I aint answer your call cause I aint have on my ringer
Side bitch done switch to a clinger
Stage 5
I been getting low on these hoes trying to stay high
Grey skies its getting dark I'm about to spark now
Bitches got me circling the lot before I park now
Got damn I wanna glide off the radar
Cause wifey just sent the feds to bag me at my day job
Why she take it that far?
I can't say Bob
3 am it was just Jake from State Farm
Wasn't buying shit I was selling I tried to panhandle
Tried to get her up off of me
She said I manhandled
The damn scandals I aint cut for the drama
Cause thats supposed to be wife not baby mama
I loafed I'm too hip
Tight niggas got loose lips
Pillow talking to hoes telling them who I hit
Word get back to her and I deny it
But she been down for so long she know when I'm lying man I'm trying to cope
Familiar dope scents in my coat
My daughter 3 years old and know why I gotta smoke
Like "daddy need his medicine"
Yes baby, yet again
Its crazy then its ever been
I'm trying be a better man
And show a better example try to lead niggas
But most of them get trampled
I'll leave niggas
Don't smoke weed with niggas who won't bleed with ya
Wise words from my OG scripture
I'm hitting OD swishers to take the pain away
Backwoods for a rainy day
Yeah I got it
But you can still bring a jay
Its something bout it
Man niggas stay
Trying to hoov off me
You wont come up, finesse, or make moves off me
You goofy niggas must respect that I'm true PG nigga
Writer: Timothy Mason
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