The Primeridian & Rashid Hadee - Hiiigh Wednesday

Yeah
Can’t never- don’t never get the pussy off your mind man
(Yeah)
Big, large
You never know what’ll happen man
Big, large yeah, yeah
Ya dig
I’m like, “make me proud!”
Talk to me now
Yeah
Rashid got me feeling like Hash on a Wednesday
White Shark Soul Diesel bagged on a Wednesday
Mad when my friends play too much blowing my high
In my pad til I cringe saying I had too much I’m high
But this could be the best day of my life and
It’s like weed is the name of my wife and
I just wanna stop but I ain’t gonna stop sooo…
I’m like fuck it, might kick the bucket but
Habit getting major need to grab my nantucket
Juice, get it loose then gradually I’m stuck wit
Writer’s block, fire up that crop mayne, puff it
This might be the best day of my life and
It’s like weed is the name of my wife and
I don’t wanna stop so I ain’t gonna stop
I got in the wind midday
Had to be a Wednesday
Pockets on empty
Slid out to ten tray
Dip by Hairplay
See what my sis say
See if she can lend me
Let me hold a twenty
Cuz this is the worst day of my life
And if I puff a lil weed it’ll be alright
I just want to smoke my problems away
And come at it on Thursday
Now I’m feeling thirsty
Like I ate turkey
Or choke sandwiches in lock up from the turnkey
Got me on possession
ain’t got no attorney
Can’t afford retention
child support got my money
And this is the worst day of my life
Call my wife tell her I ain’t coming home tonight
And I just wanna go home and chill
And come again on Friday
Yeah, Thank God it’s Friday but I can’t remember
Thursday or Wednesday, November or December
It was in the Winter, Ha, it was real cold
See quarterback was wack we had to kick that field goal
You know Chicago we go hard on the D and
This beat by Rashid got me tweaking
And I don’t wanna stop but I am gonna stop
Yo
R-A-W, I bring the trouble to the method
Check it with the 1 and 2 when I’m coming through
See the man at the median feeling comfortable
Big shout on the subliminal
I’m maximum never minimal, mic jacking rappers, I’m a smooth criminal
Ches One, I’m the original
Take you back to the days of SGs and spray cans
Could fit 36 hours in one day man
The everyday plan to stack the everyday grands
I’m a fucking humanwreck like Brainman
In the booth going Rainman
All that flossing got your little chain ran, nigga give it up
Like Dilla does but it’s welcome to Chicago
Couldn’t stand the reign with a poncho
Niggas get removed like a tonsil
For years been underground like a fossil but still remain colossal
Yeah, Thank God it’s Friday but I can’t remember
Thursday or Wednesday, November or December
It was in the Winter, Ha, it was real cold
See quarterback was wack we had to kick that field goal
You know Chicago we go hard on the D and
This beat by Rashid got me tweaking
And I don’t wanna stop but I am gonna stop
Big, large
Big, large
Big, large
Big, large
Big, large
Tuley Park yeah, yeah
Big, large (Hyde Park) yeah, yeah
Big, large yeah, yeah
Cole Park yeah, yeah
Cooper Park yeah, yeah
Douglas Park yeah, yeah
Garfield Park yeah, yeah
Jackson Park
Uh huh, that’s right
Primeridian, Rashid Hadee
Big up
Go Ill

Written by:
Darshon Gibbs, Jarnell Young, Simeon Viltz

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