Lyrics:
Two Repeat Twice:
Call you Legends of the Fall when there’s no where else to go/ Cuz the only way is down, now they lookin out below/
Call you Legends
that could cure what's the test as drugs
I mean, I need extra love
And that ain't even enough
'Said that ain't even enough
And where the fuck is God?
an itch for the puppy love
Mama created a legend out of her only son
Oh, so you won't mind if I go by with a bow tie that was
So tight that I choked twice
Trapped in my own dimension
Severed off all connections
Tryna find where I'm destined
If I die, I'm a legend
Tell me when I do at what cost
Is there
pimpin sluts
Down south we wearin Princess cuts
[Redd]
Down south is the place where dem caddy trucks stunt
Ugly birds get shot down like duck hunt
[Lil'
used to get scoop by the homies
Had the cops coming to the park
I never even had a car
Even still I never was in park
Yea we was on the move
We was in
Ohtani
Beat me? Nobody!
Mob boss John Gotti
Cobra-Kai Karate
Fortnite off the top floor
You hate that or the cops more?
900 no pigeon score
Did a Tony Hawk
it's depressing
But honestly this pain taught me so many Lessons
So now when I be going through this shit I ain't stressing
I hope I'm a legend when I
evenings with Angie
It's gon' prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me
And we, be in Miami
So when they spot me in Bentley it's gon be a stampede
where
My plate is at
Don't let the size fool you
Don't play with that
Introduced to the gang she
Got puff puff passed
I'm keith sweat yo bitch
Wanna make
say go ad infinitum
So space is impossible, right
Wow, is that cool
I don't know
Maybe what do I think
Maybe time is the same way for an hour to go by
and
Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
for your country."
"They're standing up, waiting to see if Maris is going to hit number 61"
"Godspeed, John Glenn."
"Happy birthday, Mr.
fucked in the game
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a stain
A mil' in the hole is every real nigga goal
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want
in love
This is where it started all off nigga
But now, look at where we at now, like what the fuck
I mean you-
The first song is "L.A."
So
this a steady grind
I mean it when I say primetime is all the time
Shout out to Fort Smith Memphis Ripley & Tyler
I got love in Minnesota all the way
based salvation
Not a Christian if you sin
A 1 John 3:9 misinterpretation
John is speakin' of unrepentant sin
In Christ rebellion's not our occupation
you know the score
That's right
That Christmas Morning kind of love
Call it John Legend, Chrissy Teigen kind of love
Wake up feeling blessed, with
halla to rock it
You know where I'm at, you know where I'll be
You know what I'm about,
You wanna see?
Ball the team, ball machine
Back, back, back, scar
baby it's my birthday
95 a young legend was born
Even tho I'm still Lennon like John
You get cut like like Cobain if you playin
I be out finna ball like
thought I'd be the one to feel her
Mara ndiyabona naye ukuba uyand feel.a
Started off as a dealer
Always on some John Cena
Until I was told by my niggas ba
like Jodeci
This is where I want to be
With you screaming
We out here so what they do
'Cause baby I'm so in love with ya
Everywhere I go I got your
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