Emtee — My Crown
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Running round the city looking jiggy
Voices in my head keep saying «Go Get It»
They used to call me lame ’til I did it
Sticking to my lane, no playing not kidding
One of a kind, stay on the grind, I’mma shine
Getting high, they say one time for your mind
You see the signs, I’m finna ride on you slimes
You couldn’t even speak when I was in grade nine
Okay it’s time to rap, quit the chit chat
Where you at, my nigga you wack
Emotion on track, see who brag
Now where they do that at
Don’t front like you don’t know I’m strapped
I came from the trap
You posted from my city in fact
So don’t be fronting like I ain’t real
Above all, be great still
I just hope you ain’t take pills
Starting to sound like how Drake feels
Stop Draking, stop faking
The people love you nigga
Who the fuck is hating
Even them other rappers are said the same thing
Said people are changing whe you need saving
Now back to the real stuff, I’m the GOAT
I still do the most
I’m tryna get a ghost while you post
I’m in the streets spreading hope
At the same time tryna get a draco with a scope
ATM bitch I run that
Thank God I’ve seen a milli it was one flat
I’m a brand now I ain’t gotta gun clap
These niggas talking but i ain’t heard one thing
They wanna see me down
They wanna take my crown
Mara ho a tshwana, mina ngiyaspana
They wanna see me down
They wanna take my crown
Mara ho a tshwana, mina ngiyaspana
Round two, never heard about you
‘Til them niggas found you
Now you in a fould crew
Sixteen years in the booth, don’t play me
I only had myself to save me
I gave you a hit now you acting shady
You just like all these niggas tryna play me
You wanna see me down, when I win you frown
You bougie and you stupid
Now you loosing, calm down, calm down, calm down
Don’t tell me you don’t know that a nigga up now
Why you comin’ at the bigger artist, bigger targets
Now I see how cold your heart is
Ball so hard they call cops on me
Don’t sip no liquor but these niggas throwing shots at me
Y’ain’t finna vibe homey, you just gotta stop homey
What can I say we wasn’t raised the same
Some fall in love with the pain to cover up the pain
I’m tryna raise my son, educate my son
Show him the way it’s done
They wanna see me down
They wanna take my crown
Mara ho a tshwana, mina ngiyaspana
They wanna see me down
They wanna take my crown
Mara ho a tshwana, mina ngiyaspana
