Текст песни Tyson - Throwed Ese

I'm tired of n still sleeping on Throwed
I'm loading the gang up and hitting the road
Just talked to the plug said he sending a load
I told him its gone to send me some more
We coming for gold and going for platinum
I'm telling my truth and however it happened
Gibb called from his cell and he told keep snapping
The difference between us is you n rappin
I'm pushin a foreign the dash in it digital
Bought a few features them records was pivotal
N be hating they really look pitiful
Not yo opinion this s about principle
Lit off the gas rollin straight out the p
Live from the trap dog my kids gotta eat
Run in this b and the Nina gon speak
And the choppa gon follow ain't talkin no tweet
I graduated from touchin the work
My b be clutchin that thang in her purse
These n be snakes and these h is disloyal and
I cannot tell you which one of em worse
I'm staying consistent b like it or not
I'm scraping the bottom of every pot
Ain't doing no fronting b come wit that gwap
Hate it or love it hoe Throwed at the top
I got the gas on deck like a shell
Post office hustle yea i get the mail
Burning a L stress in air
We don't compare im climbing like stairs
M fair that ain't what its bout
Hand me my cards I'm figure it out
Just give me the money and keep all the clout
I really just want me a load through the drought
I been hustlin so hard now the verse cost a brick
Yo bm be calling me daddy like trick
She got a fat a I swear the b thick
I can only imagine how she ride the d
Sharkgang medallion b wet like it's raining
Hottest Latino in Texas they hate it
Ain't got a lot but I definitely got patience
I'm worth a M don't you at me debatin
Swimming wit sharks vacation on islands
Pretty lil Brownskin I kno that you vibin
Sometimes I rather just sit back in silence
Cause you n woofin and obviously Lying
Twisting a leaf that b potent and medical
I get to high then my attitude terrible
Hundred pig play I slip up this s federal
All about green I been stacking these vegetables
Don't hit my line less you talkin them hunchos
You cannot hang wit me feeling like Rondo
I'm tryna cop me a murciélago
Ain't talking no drums when I say we keep bongo
Bad b be trappin she keep her a pack
She on that dumb s and quick to react
Got her own business and keep her a sack and
If i ever fall off then she got my back
Can't tell me you real b you gotta show me
Ninety percent of these rap n police
I'm coming for every penny you owe me
If that s don't lock up I'll buy back the whole thing
Stupid as f you think I need yo feature
Cool on them perkys ain't judging you neither
Sometimes be letting s be like a beatle
I rather get straight to the point like a needle
Throwedavelli whats up