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Legends Never Die

 

Legends Never Die


Fuck the other side, tell them come outside
Playing tag but these niggas always hide
Fuck you niggas always telling lies
They just want clout, get them televised
Let his mans get the smoke the second high
Lost so many brothers make me question why
How you diss the opps but you never slide
Long live my niggas, legends never die

Too many mixed emotions feeling like an underrated MVP
Too many mixed emotions they be showing fake love with jealousy
Can't let it bother me, I can't let them get the best of me
Get the best of me, ay ay
Raised like a monster but I'm working on a better me
I just made my label finna turn it to a legacy
Used to slipping cards now I turn it to some equity
Thinking about my dogs as I wish I had them next to me
Still got killers on the level four and level three
Everybody know I got the sauce got the recipe
Brand new F.N in the box for my enemies
Stepping on necks no I can not let them breathe

I can't let them breathe, no no
I can't let them breathe, no no, no no

Stepping on necks, prints say Givenchy
Repping my set carrying my semi
Where I come from it can get deadly
Take a nigga soul over something petty
I'mma do the bounce, oldschool Chevy
We don't want smoke, ya'll niggas ratchet
They don't want beef, turn them to a veggie
Always on my toes got my pole I'm ready
Shooter on a mission when he hold it steady
Holes in your face now you look like Freddy
Blue flag, Cuban link on me heavy
Came a long way from nights at the Deli
Want you dead I put money on your head
Now they on that bread like some motherfucking jelly
Bitches looking angry cause my chain stay swinging
.24 pissing on them like my name R. Kelly

Fuck the other side, tell them come outside
Playing tag but these niggas always hide
Fuck you niggas always telling lies
They just want clout, get them televised
Let his mans get the smoke the second high
Lost so many brothers make me question why
How you diss the opps but you never slide
Long live my niggas, legends never die

Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Legends never die

Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
My dogs in the sky

Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Don't you leave 'em dry

Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Put 'em on the news he gone die

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