The Throne

These rappers can't f*ck with me nawl I just sit up in the city, count my bread and just ball I make hits for generations, they just forget about y'all All I see is niggas beefing, the white folks laughing at y'all Who said you was the best because them streams be bought Or how them niggas gassed you up and said you next from the south Or is you mad because that broad wouldn't let you hit that raw Or how you stunt on Instagram but your lights cut off You niggas just want the fame and sell your soul for some gold My niggas be in the streets and tell me where you can go They understand that I don't fake and put on a image for show And respect that I keep it real and spend my time in the yo I see it's levels to this shit and I'm a top tier nigga You want the feature but I'm thinking twice cause your flow don't deliver Hate to embarrass you on your song and make you cut out my verse Then tell your homies that you said that my verse was some dirt You think them niggas gon' believe you, man you need to sit down I'm the best thing since Jeezy did a show in D-Town I'm so strategic I talked to myself on the Twitter for months Cause I was focused on how the tweets would make me money for once I guess this anger that's within me is from the time I was broke And promised my girl to give her everything that she wrote And how my daughter love me so much she cries when she go Can't even be a father her momma bitter I know This the crazy shit I deal with that keeps me coming harder I will always be remembered like a jacket that's made by starter I give em all the life cause I'm the original author Put pressure on niggas like embalming fluid in coffins Ayy Saint Leo is the truest you had it you niggas blew it Unleashing on you niggas cause my problems are deeply rooted People always be asking why I cup in my hand Cause this drink don't talk back and always here for me man Washing my hands and making some plans to be a better man Fight for injustice, brutality of the black man Remember how a nigga tested me and thought I was weak It's been 21 years and that nigga still can't see I kept all of this shit inside and played the good boy role And made them drums steady thump every Sunday up in the grove Who knew this preacher's son was full of them demons and throwed They used to pray but I'd rather hit the south and get blowed Secrets gon' come to life and they gon' think that I'm crazy When I was young I had to fight because my right eye was lazy They thought it was a joke until that nigga got poked And when they stitched his ass up he didn't tease me no more My momma passing away put a cloud over my heart I internalized everything and I knew that was the start Of some very dark times and my life set me apart But I always kept it real and told niggas I wasn't far These rappers can't hold me, white towel sitting patient This rap shit is like an I quit match and I'm Undertaker You can never fold me nigga, like a domino table I give them life and make this bread nigga right here on the daily They say that humble shit getting old but talk your shit But remember to tote a pistol because you talking too slick My daddy used to do crack with a old head named Rick And I was only six but glad I was the reason he quit All you niggas is straight trash and I laugh and change the song And ask my damn self am I really here on my own Your videos be playing and I'm looking down on my phone My girl she being shock and say baby you got the throne