If u hate me so much then wont you let me float
Its like I went from green room camera
Caught cheating lying on Maury
To white padded rooms just trying to preach you my story
She flipped the whole ordeal and still walked out with the glory
Now I'm looking like the crazy one
It's f*cked up
I ain't even seen my baby young
What's up? Can we talk
Text your phone now I'm blocked
This shit gotta stop
We both older
Supposed to be all grown up
And u playing games like Lola
U know what
I been told ya
That I never hit them rollers
And all we ever did was roll up
But you going believe what u want
The rumors and what not
I'm going smoke big blunts and
Get me come dumb knots
Hit a couple thots cause I gotta couple thoughts
Like I should've pulled up
But I ain't going back and forth
And I ain't going back to court
So let me chill out
Ayo G where the kill bruh?
Aye Left it's some more Hennesy out there?
Niggas need that
One minute u hot
Next minute u cold
Leave me the f*ck alone
I swear to God
I swear to God you ain't gotta call
Ain't gotta send the cops to my job
Acting like u gliding
You aint gotta get involved
Cause we still going hard
I don't see u then it's f*ck you then
Shit, cause It ain't much to do
But shovel dirt I know that's what you love to do
But it won't hurt the work that's what the hustle do
And I'll find my own ways before I search for you
It wasn't always f*cked up but never perfect true
This other nigga think he lucked up
I got some words for dude
Run for the hills while it's still chill it's nothing personal
Cause I done spent too many years
Went through too much stuff
Shed too much blood
Nigga lent too much love
Never receive it back
It's no receipt for that
So I still pop up time to time because I need it back
This bitch wanna see me locked up
Who is policing that?
I'm searching for the reason like how is we even reaching that?
A G real shit where where the reefer at?
Sometimes a nigga just be needing that and need to vent
If u hate me so much then wont you let me float
Gliderz
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If u hate me so much then wont you let me float
Its like I went from green room camera
Caught cheating lying on Maury
To white padded rooms just trying to preach you my story
She flipped the whole ordeal and still walked out with the glory
Now I'm looking like the crazy one
It's f*cked up
I ain't even seen my baby young
What's up? Can we talk
Text your phone now I'm blocked
This shit gotta stop
We both older
Supposed to be all grown up
And u playing games like Lola
U know what
I been told ya
That I never hit them rollers
And all we ever did was roll up
But you going believe what u want
The rumors and what not
I'm going smoke big blunts and
Get me come dumb knots
Hit a couple thots cause I gotta couple thoughts
Like I should've pulled up
But I ain't going back and forth
And I ain't going back to court
So let me chill out
Ayo G where the kill bruh?
Aye Left it's some more Hennesy out there?
Niggas need that
One minute u hot
Next minute u cold
Leave me the f*ck alone
I swear to God
I swear to God you ain't gotta call
Ain't gotta send the cops to my job
Acting like u gliding
You aint gotta get involved
Cause we still going hard
I don't see u then it's f*ck you then
Shit, cause It ain't much to do
But shovel dirt I know that's what you love to do
But it won't hurt the work that's what the hustle do
And I'll find my own ways before I search for you
It wasn't always f*cked up but never perfect true
This other nigga think he lucked up
I got some words for dude
Run for the hills while it's still chill it's nothing personal
Cause I done spent too many years
Went through too much stuff
Shed too much blood
Nigga lent too much love
Never receive it back
It's no receipt for that
So I still pop up time to time because I need it back
This bitch wanna see me locked up
Who is policing that?
I'm searching for the reason like how is we even reaching that?
A G real shit where where the reefer at?
Sometimes a nigga just be needing that and need to vent
If u hate me so much then wont you let me float
Gliderz
Its like I went from green room camera
Caught cheating lying on Maury
To white padded rooms just trying to preach you my story
She flipped the whole ordeal and still walked out with the glory
Now I'm looking like the crazy one
It's f*cked up
I ain't even seen my baby young
What's up? Can we talk
Text your phone now I'm blocked
This shit gotta stop
We both older
Supposed to be all grown up
And u playing games like Lola
U know what
I been told ya
That I never hit them rollers
And all we ever did was roll up
But you going believe what u want
The rumors and what not
I'm going smoke big blunts and
Get me come dumb knots
Hit a couple thots cause I gotta couple thoughts
Like I should've pulled up
But I ain't going back and forth
And I ain't going back to court
So let me chill out
Ayo G where the kill bruh?
Aye Left it's some more Hennesy out there?
Niggas need that
One minute u hot
Next minute u cold
Leave me the f*ck alone
I swear to God
I swear to God you ain't gotta call
Ain't gotta send the cops to my job
Acting like u gliding
You aint gotta get involved
Cause we still going hard
I don't see u then it's f*ck you then
Shit, cause It ain't much to do
But shovel dirt I know that's what you love to do
But it won't hurt the work that's what the hustle do
And I'll find my own ways before I search for you
It wasn't always f*cked up but never perfect true
This other nigga think he lucked up
I got some words for dude
Run for the hills while it's still chill it's nothing personal
Cause I done spent too many years
Went through too much stuff
Shed too much blood
Nigga lent too much love
Never receive it back
It's no receipt for that
So I still pop up time to time because I need it back
This bitch wanna see me locked up
Who is policing that?
I'm searching for the reason like how is we even reaching that?
A G real shit where where the reefer at?
Sometimes a nigga just be needing that and need to vent
If u hate me so much then wont you let me float
Gliderz
Writer: Timothy Mason
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