Legit (feat. Styles P, Don Q & Cap Tha Don)
GeminiJynX
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I been trappin since a jit Im tryina go legit Say they want smoke But they wouldn't even smoke a skimp Only one percent of real niggas make it in The other ninety nine just be faking shit Went to tryouts they had favorites I aint make the list So I turned my school to the trap And started making flips Taking trips Bustin' plates I had to get my weight up I been going so hard I kinda see why they hate us Its crazy how the paper make a nigga change up Just know that I clapped if I ever lay up Real recognize real and most these mo'fuckers haters Can't tell you how fake feels But I know the shit is dangerous Niggas writing statements Tryina make a statement Them type of niggas have problems with you but never say shit Yeah You can't trust nobody How they say they shooters but they aint got no bodies Talking crazy went and got ya self bodied That's what you call karma choose what you do wisely Scum head hard head That barely hear what mama said Gun talk to me I could tell ya what the llama said Excessive with the hand to hand Agressive with the rage and the gauge I don't care if its a crew or a man to man Work going hand to hand State to state Gate to gate Homie got the dog food Whole strip ate the plate Turned over a new leaf Exotic in a new leaf I just say my life F*ck a pen and a loose leaf Told the homie Gemini My son is a Gemini Family first Niggas violate Then ten will fly Hit em in the face It's hard to identify Fuckin wit the ghost Mastermind of the enterprise Mind ya business while I attend to mine Sold nicks and dimes Tuck the fifty's and blues Give wifey the tens and fives Can't be content with just gettin by A nigga fly Walk through Bitches get hypnotized and mesmerized Pull up on the plug and push plates That's exercise Then sit up on the money Till high enough to get recognized My mans charge niggas to cook And he keep the extras Over the stove with either hand He amberdextrious Zion to the rookies Mix the runtz with the Wookies Most likely it's a show If these niggas tryina book me Pounds of the Cookie I could still whip a cookie Half a man with a half a man Is what it took me Fifty grams in a oj Just seen my oye's From the era before the Uber How I maneuver Now I see why these niggas Envy Me Blame them niggas in the Mpv You the real mvp I got thirty Gs in my Louis Fanny pack My man made thirty gs today And he gambled that Kept on aceing out He just couldn't beat the Duce They told you , you gon' make it out Come look at us and see the proof I'm in Dior I just put my whore in some Valentino boots Thug life to the core Like sukore When he link wit snoop I like to pour my lean in the juice Yeah it give me a boost Shit was mean I was teen Selling weed on the stoop Never wanted to be gangsta But I adapted I VV everything Now my chain look holographic My mans said The streets need to thank ya for making classics Can't do nothing plain My blanket designer fabric
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Written by: David Styles, Le'Quincy Le'Quincy Anderson, Robert Glover
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