free taymo

Gang, free the guys, y'all know how it go

Gang gang

I ain't gon' lie, I just burst one down for the stress

And I sip one double cup, I feel it in my chest

Hearing all kinds of stupid shit, I swear my life's a mess

Only thing would make me happy is hearing them niggas is getting stretched

But more time still, and I been cooling forgetting that I could rhyme still

Niggas is do plenty things except get out of line still

She claim she tryna move on, she ain't even know she mine still

Say he out here but that nigga be tryna hide still

Tucked off, only speaking 'bout shit and he ain't riding 'bout it