Throwaway

Got me in my feelings
Had to cut the bitch off quick she fuckin up my dealings
If you wanna do the skit right you caint leave a witness
Nigga think im just on the block but treat it like a business,
Bitch had some work done but now she into fitness
It dont even matter to a nigga know that imma hit it
Know that imma spin it, talking bout that nigga block
If he ever sitting on it bullets in his damn locs

Put you onna cross if you cross gang
Chopped that nigga up I turned his dreads to a bald fade
Family crossin family what the fuck you mean you wont change
If i go down and lose it all i know you'll go away
I know you wont stay i know this bitch a throwaway
Treat you like my gun did too much now you a throwaway
I was in that cell on my knees i had to hope and pray
But ill go right back if i got to, imma up and spray

Nigga ian never wit the lackin
Had it on me in tha school, its in my hand when I back in
Ian cappin, if you don't believe me run up see what happen
Get it clappin on yo momma porch if thats what gotta happen
Dead bodies in my dreams, you wont believe a nigga nightmares
If they take me off this earth i pray my granny right there

Put you onna cross if you cross gang
Chopped that nigga up I turned his dreads to a bald fade
Family crossin family what the fuck you mean you wont change
If I go down and lose it all i know you'll go away
I know you wont stay i know this bitch a throwaway
Treat you like my gun did too much now you a throwaway
I was in that cell on my knees i had to hope and pray
But ill go right back if i got to, imma up and spray



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Writer(s): Lawrence Bellow
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