Throne

[Chorus]
Shout out myself
Gave up on a lotta things never gave up on myself
Im fresh to death
Keep it cookin wippin wippin wippin till im outa breath x2

[Verse 1]
In the stu, pulling all nighters
Hit the, booth, and kill tem, Alkeida
Alla my niggahs know, mama ain't raise no hoe
I be out chasing paper, on your marks get set go
They never thought that wed be goin up
We kept on knockin till they opened up
Killin show killin show after show they never thought that id be bold enough
Please dont worry bout me mama
Never runnin when they mean muggin
Nikkas talkin(X3) but all that talkin dont mean nothin
All my nikkas independent nikkas
Only contemplate on getting plenty figures
Never give a fuck about a petty nikka
Watchu sayin we ain't playin nikka

[Bridge]
Thuglife like im makavelli
Raw loud like a ferrarrerri
Turn the town to a cemetery
Boka boka boka killem ey

[Chorus]
Shout out myself
Gave up on a lotta things never gave up on myself
Im fresh to death
Keep it cookin wippin wippin wippin till im outa breath x2

[Verse 2]
Realest nikkas in the game
These pussy nikkas stay the same
Watch me stuntin on my enemies, never did it for the fame
Ka tshenola se ba tseba
Ha ba mpona ntse ke feta
I been hustling like a muhfaka, taba tsena baa li tseba
Illest nikkas doin boss things
Al paccino call me scarface
Stick a nikka in the coffin
Pussy nikka tell me nothin
These pussy nikkas they be bluffin
Catchin feelings cause we buzzin
In the buildin and we bustin
In the buildin and we bustin
Alla my nikkas important
S on my chest like im clark kent
I never fret when they barkin
Im never scared when they talkin

[Bridge]
Thuglife like im makavelli/
Raw loud like a ferrarrerri/
Turn the town to a cemetery/
Boka boka boka killem ey/

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