Take Tha Thrown lyrics

[Trae]
It be the same situation, round this motherf*cker
n*ggas hate ya for what you got, and trying to keep it undercover
It's a dirty game, so I gotta play it how it go
And even n*ggas from your frontline, learn to hate behind a hoe
Even n*ggas from my set, don't even wanna see me breathing
But I swear if I get test, somebody family gon be grieving
Yeah and still I'm never tripping, sh*t be going through my mind
I let my mind override my anger, so I don't get hit with time
But I guess I'm doing fine, n*ggas know who got the throne
f*ck the industry, and I advise them fake ass n*ggas leave me alone
So I click first, I won't let em take me out my zone
They don't know sh*t, they's rather hear Flip or Mike Jones
Disrespected yep, everytime I spit my lines
One of the hardest motherf*ckers, when I spit my lines
A as*h*le, but I use to be a cool lil' n*gga
Until my n*gga's smile, turned to a frown behind my figgas
I won't let it come to triggers, I remember everything
We use to ride or die together, now I'm stuck feeling the pain
But I learned to maintain, and operate from a distance
Don't get it twisted, if you need me I'll be there in an instance
Ms. Danielle, I really hate you turned out to be fake
f*cking with these ol' roach ass n*ggas, to be your mate
Just wait, and watch how fast this n*gga Trae rise
I know you sick, cause I can see it in your eyes
[Hook Trae & Dallas - 2x]
Y'all, should of knooooown
I'ma take, my throooone

[Trae]
What the bidness is, everybody act like I owe em some'ing
Keep f*cking up my mood, it's garunteed I will show em some'ing
I heard I got a price on my head, in ATX
Ronnie Joe, just know that if someone get touched you gon be next
And you can take it as a threat, or you can leave it where it's at
Cause if you come at me again, you or something gon get a tech
My tolerance kinda low, and that explains my attitude
The only one that get respect is my mama, cause she will lend the gratitude
Tell me father can you help me, cause my vision is blury
It's like these n*ggas know my status, so they rush in a flury
It's hard to tell what's in they heart, so I don't even give it time
I remember '99, some of you n*ggas wasn't down
And the rap game the same, it depends who hot
These n*ggas'll cut ya, it just depends how fast you flop
So f*ck a feature, and I don't give a f*ck about collabbing
Only loyalty I got, is from the ruger that I'm grabbing
f*ck how you n*ggas feel, bout skills
Cause ninety-nine point nine percent of you n*ggas, don't even keep it real
Worried about, if a n*gga gon outshine they ass
Ask me if been to give it, cause they sound like trash
Oh if I mark my words, if I ain't dead by now
These n*ggas pus*y, and I'm bout to lose my head right now
And on the cool, you can only imagaine if n*ggas true
Read they eyes in conversation, and watch what them n*ggas do
[Hook - 2x]

(*talking*)
Me and my motherf*cking team, we gon take the throne n*gga
We don't need no motherf*cker, to give it to us
We gon earn that we gon take that n*gga, and a fight go with that n*gga
Y'all know y'all ain't seeing us n*gga, we been doing this sh*t since '97 n*gga
For deep, we ain't never dropped nothing whack n*gga
Always drop, motherf*cking ghetto classics n*gga
Always kept the hood on fire, remember that n*gga
Better check your motherf*cking background, stats ain't changed n*gga
This the as*h*le By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Screwed Up motherf*cking Click
The same motherf*cker from Guerilla Maab, feel what I'm saying
That's who I be n*gga, Trae ain't sh*t changed motherf*cker