"Throw Away" lyrics

Aight

They want me dead, and I know it's a fact
Streets all talk, but the slang is too fast
We hear it out here on the roads in the back
We just be quiet, don't say nothing back
Universe finna get 'em
Karma riding in a big double-S with the real dark tint on a crack

That's when the motherfucker I'm big dog church, what you mean?
Shit, I'm one of the things off the tee
You see my face when you think Tennessee
Start bobbing your head when you drive through trees
Volunteer artist nominee
Tell the devil I said I know how hot he is
And I'm finna one up church a thousand degrees
But ash in a land that is flourishing green

'Cause, bitch, I'm a Mack, and that gossip for women
How I got all these dudes all in they feelings
They tear drops on guitars, they laying in linen
They want to be first, but I'm zero addition
A local machine, and I don't make conditions
Got AI for this, and I'm AI admitting, but they can't admit it
I'm king of the thicket, rebellious nature, this eagle mean business

I keep it moving, I heard a rumor, they want me blown away (blown away)
I keep it looping, I'm a nuisance, they want me gone away (gone away)
I keep 'em clueless, they see the movement, I'm on the set of my play (set of my play)
I make 'em so mad, half a rapper gone by throwaway (throwaway)
I keep it moving, I heard a rumor, they want me blown away (blown away)
I keep it looping, I'm a nuisance, they want me gone away (gone away)
I keep 'em clueless, they see the movement, I'm on the set of my play
I make 'em so mad, half a rapper gone by throwaway

Let's keep it a buck, call it wax on the lines
Y'all don't hit me up besides studio time
Uh, why?
'Cause y'all need studio dimes
Y'all in the studio crying
I'm out in Nash 'cause I already won
Flying down Briley on 121s
Freedom is fun, no security everywhere
The Great's got a cannon, he's carrying guns

And I ain't care for none, only give a fuck from the front
I want all the smoke if I'm being real blunt
Gonna be the last smoke inhaled by that bunt
Running 'round stealing what was done for the lame
From all of us got platinum plaques now growing rust
Time lets got patina if you know what's up
Motherfucker, that's rockstar stuff

Pulling up half-baked in a rockstar bus
On stage with the rockstar sucks
When you in a rockstar, so what a rockstar ain't worried about you
'Cause a rockstar don't give a rockstar fuck
Have security get you off in your grass
Even though you came as the opening act
There's levels to this and the level I'm on is a level detached
Facts

I keep it moving, I heard a rumor, they want me blown away (blown away)
I keep it looping, I'm a nuisance, they want me gone away (gone away)
I keep 'em clueless, they see the movement, I'm on the set of my play (set of my play)
I make 'em so mad, half a rapper gone by throwaway (throwaway)
I keep it moving, I heard a rumor, they want me blown away (blown away)
I keep it looping, I'm a nuisance, they want me gone away (gone away)
I keep 'em clueless, they see the movement, I'm on the set of my play
I make 'em so mad, half a rapper gone by throwaway

Yours hitman's scared to walk through the woods, ain't he, you little bitch?
Fuck him, immediately, fucking ugly