Throw Away

Run it up AD
I cant throw my life hell nah
I aint goin to the pen
Fuck that shit im tryna ball
I wanna stack my money to the ceiling like a pillar
Neighborhood drug dealer realer
Swervin in an out of town aye
Im chain smokin on this pound
Im gettin to hot in this bitch i need to cool down
Im runnin to the money i cant even slow down
I love the feelin, when i get in it
An hit it from the back, fuck on your bitch you can have her back

Life goes on, how could you not go wrong
If its a problem my nigga we gone solve it ongod
Ion like how he actin, gotta bust his ass
I was trappin in school, aint even know bout no class
That shit dont mean none to me just memories in my past
If you give me a reason you know imma blast
Say bitch its Jyro, welcome to my world
Dont got an idol, i take notes and i just put it in
Lord forgive me for my sins
Yeah i really gotta repent
Flexed up with my fuckin gang
Pop out shoot that nigga bang

I cant throw my life hell nah
I aint goin to the pen
Fuck that shit im tryna ball
I wanna stack my money to the ceiling like a pillar
Neighborhood drug dealer realer
Swervin in an out of town aye
Im chain smokin on this pound
Im gettin to hot in this bitch i need to cool down
Im runnin to the money i cant even slow down
I love the feelin, when i get in it
An hit it from the back, fuck on your bitch you can have her back

I cant throw my life hell nah
I aint goin to the pen
Fuck that shit im tryna ball
I wanna stack my money to the ceiling like a pillar
Neighborhood drug dealer realer
Swervin in an out of town aye
Im chain smokin on this pound

Aye fudda say
Bitch you know what it is



Credits
Writer(s): Jyro Rodriguez
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