Lyrics:
friends we're so Fuckin' high Playin' magic and Killteam till the day we die
We ain't ever sad we don't pout or Sigh Cause that's how it goes in Our
Chris
How are you doing there, John?
John
I got the hots for Yvonne
We should get drunk and get laid
Since the end is so near
Chris
I tell you, buddy,
held up so high
They could barely see
They said John there's a war a brewing
Somewhere across the sea
Pick up this gun and sing this song with me
They
yard (Sideways)
And motherfuck the camera time, I need family time (Yeah)
I need "go see Uncle John in Atlanta" time (John)
I'll probably never get
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my shit don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my s*** don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
Since I started venting on these beats that's when the hating began
Just wanna be a fucking legend in this bad life of sin
Everyday that go by I'm
for jumping off stage
But I ain't care, cause this game has started to open it's arms
When I was at Banneker High School pulling fire alarms
So I could
a medly
So all yall producers can get it
Keep the money l'ma jet it
Keep it coming on a steady
I got bitches in a seven
Coz they fucking with a legend
You
built so high we'd get vertigo
We'd jam for hours in basements and bedrooms and try to break through the wall
The world we knew had no guards and no
to fail
With each step he took
The streets whispered his name
A legend in the making
Fueled by pain and fame
He danced with danger
Embraced by the night
tonsils
Kick 'em they drop and they topple
Sipping this slop by the bottle
My bitch give me top yeah she wozzle, ah
Got it lit from St. John's to Toronto
a bitch that suck dick so sloppy
In high school she was a ho
Hundred dollar bills on the floor
Bitch you better fuck sumn!
And that's straight up
I prefer
lifestyle, John Lennon
Riding with me, chopper by my side and am gon die with it
I'm really high up off this joint I'm with some fly women
Got people telling
just getting by
Making moves yea the business type
Gorilla glue got me sittin' high
If I want yo bitch tell yo bitch goodbye
Always stay on the winning
everything
I got everything
Legends only do this everyday
This the way of my life
Only proven every day
By the way of my rights
Only do it cuz I say
This
O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass
Sit here by my side
For
with Pretty Wings
Give you All Of Me
Names not John but I'll be a Legend loving all little things
Like what's In Those Jeans by
Ginuwine
Ginuwine
Do you
[Pre-Chorus]:
You could tell by my eyes I'm a zombie
Smoke the green make it look like safari
High flyer I feel like Jeff Hardy
So when you look at my eyes, know
the high strung
Young MC's, they all got done by the legend
Every second I'm wrecking
Not a mistake you'll find, but you can keep checking
Out the sound
Uh
Let's get up & go crazy aye
Uh, aye
Rolling round
With a bitch
Aye
My car goes One-Eighty
Getting my dick sucked by a lady
In the front seat I
Down at the railroad station my suitcase settin' by my side
Got no high hopes of leaving I'm just watching the trains go by
Watching the trains go
honest and I'm high
Understand the world is mine, so I keep a Scarface mind
Cut you off, I'm not nice. If you ain't raw you get iced
Stone Cold in a fight,
and Mona Lisa your whole shit
I can’t quit till my pockets so unfit
I commit won’t submit
I am legend will Smith my iron low anemic
Looking for my target
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