Mids

[Chorus]
Everybody pointing fingers judging
Why don’t you get off my dick
I ain't got to do a goddamn thing
Except raise my kids
Ahhh
We was lighting up the exotic
Then turn around and sell mids
The only thing in life i'm ashamed of
Is that im smoking these cigs
Ahhh
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down

[Verse]
Petey Petey off that liquor feeling saucy
Out to get the world and give it to my offspring
Pay me pay me pay me give me offerings
Or else we running Thru your house like the crossbeam
I’m moving up and suiting on my boss ting
Mad skrill had pills like Walgreens
Dirty hypodermics on the concrete
Switching lanes trippin grain down broad st
Hop out the Buick feeling regal
The strain on me is medical
The pistol is illegal
That thang get so damn juicy how she grip me with kegal
One look in these niggas eyes and you can see they all deceitful
Ooh damn yea
N feel in the air like Beanie Sigel
Ooh damn yea
I came from out that water like a seagull
Ooh yea
Drop a classic have em waiting on the sequel
Ooh yea
I yell Hail Mary then smoke beneath the steeple
Ooh damn yet

[Chorus]
Everybody pointing fingers judging
Why don’t you get off my dick
I ain't got to do a goddamn thing
Except raise my kids
Ahhh
We was lighting up the exotic
Then turn around and sell mids
The only thing in life i'm ashamed of
Is that im smoking these cigs
Ahhh
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down
Put em down, put em down