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Legacy


(100% Juice)
Phew
Phew, phew, phew
What
Phew, phew
What, what, what
Ooh, what, what
Phew, phew
Phew, phew
Uno, I killed it

I remember the old days when a nigga wasn't hating, wasn't getting paid
Now you getting the money, your partner change
Now you getting the money and all this fame
You don't even remember your Momma name
I can't complain, you niggas lame
All that fuck shit, I won't entertain
My dogs say they flipping like gangbangers

Bitch, I got power like Rangers
The chopper I got got some ranges
And the partner I got, I avenge him
And I swear I come back wit' a vengeance
And I won't stop until they surrender
And I swear, I was not a pretender
And I swear, I am not a beginner
My diamonds, they eat you for dinner
And I swear, I was raised in the kitchen
And these niggas like hips, they switching
And these niggas ain't hit, they missing
Put a kid on her lip, she sitting
And I told all you niggas, "Go sleep in"
Told 'em, "Wake me up in September"
Every day now, I have some contenders
Draco on my shoulder like suspenders
You know that fire I got a kindle

What, what
What, dig?
Know what I mean?
Yeah
Step your game up for real, dog
It's a dog-eat-dog world in this mo'fucker

Know that you smoking on huff pack
You little niggas not tough
I feel like y'all niggas need me, I feel it under the rough
I feel like I'm calling they bluff
You feel like you can't even touch it
You feel a bullet in your gut
You feel all the pain that I suffer
I'm taking it to the extreme
I see it, I had to call up the regime
I see the haters all through the Celine shades
They lucky to seeing through me
I'm burning the Wood of a tree
I'm feeling lucky, I'm going for three for me
They thinking it's going for cheap
I had to hit 'em wit' the fee
I put the Gosha on my feet

I mean, I do this for my whole gang, you know
Y'all niggas do it for yourself

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