Throw Away Your Life

Why y'all wanna know the word bout a dead man? If I catch him on that block then he's a dead man Why y'all wanna know the word bout a dead guy? If he dissing on my brother, catch a headshot I'm really ranked, go ask a niggaa bout my 187's Flamin' bullets out the ten gon send him up to heaven You know the doctors ain't gon' help, you better call a reverend I had shot a nigga, same day I turned 17 Took the gen from off my waist and hit him in the spleen Yo, I been takin' all these drugs so I don't feel a thing I think she tired of my shit, she keep sayin' I'm mean And I ain't know what else to say, I just told her that's me Told my momma that I'm sorry, I'm not the son you wanted But if they call me for the drill, same day I'm on it Bitch, I'ma shoot you in your shit, I'm not givin' a warning Takin' drugs to shield the pain, no lie it's pouring I'ma turn it up for you, gon' see me drivin' a foreign You see them niggas got guns, so why didn't they score yet? Yeah, you pretty, but you ugly on the inside They put ten bands up on my head, I shoulda been died I shoulda been died, come get me, bitch, I don't hide I think I see that nigga face because I'm so high Might get a bitch to line you up, you thinkin' with your dick And we can't never calm down, we can't forget what you did They took my heart away, the streets done took my heart away And I ain't never wanna listen learned the harder way Mad as f*ck, now I wonder who gon' die today You see me steady takin' drugs, I am not okay Could you slide tonight?, throw away your life? Do a drill on sight?, we gon' end his night So could you slide tonight?, throw away your life? Do a drill on sight?, we gon' end his night Pop out on him, started cuttin' with them Switches Bro pass the Drac, best believe that I'm gon' get him No this gun I got, best believe this shit is not for show We not no toys, why these niggas tryna play with you Bro started cuttin' at him with the Taurus G2 I know a jawn that's four '11, dumpin' nine 's too And we the biggest back doors, though it's strictly business Why you ask is that a gun? Bitch just mind your business And if we catch him on that block, bro, take his fuckin' face Like, why you doin' all that dissing? Shoulda learned your place My sister sprayed him with that shit, but she don't carry mace Got her totting on a switch, she ate his fuckin' face Got the Draco in my back, bet it go na-na-na Hittin' bitches from the back, you hearin' da-da-da You finna die up in this shit, this ain't no lullaby Bro got me bendin' in a strike, okay, I love the vibe I got these bitches poppin' percs, I think they love the high Bitch always chillin' with the guys, I think she love the five We put your brother in the ground, I know you mad he died I know he turnin' in his grave y'all niggas always lyin So could you slide tonight? Throw away your life? Do a drill on sight?, we gon' end his night So could you slide tonight? Throw away your life? Do a drill on sight?, we gon' end his night