Lyrics:
so we count it four times
I don't trust too many so I keep it by my side though
Ain't no worries though I move with God and I'm alright tho
What you
cowboy with the best
The hardest working man I've ever known, his name was John Wayne Lopez
Said now don't you ever do him wrong, listen close to what he
confessin
"Yo, I murdered Steve Austin," now I'm wanted by Bionic Woman
Women bring you more miseries like that movie
Stress go to India, smoke hashish with
What you mean, "What?"
You know what time it is, man, at your next stop
Gimme that Rolex watch with that diamond wristband
Got his green and his
you look
So they can see how afraid you look, facts
They gon' miss me when I'm all gone
Tell 'em bury me with legends
And the drug lords
Next to ST,
you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
(M-M-M-Murda)
I had a Benz when you had a bike
Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white
You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend
You
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
The greatest challenge for every talent is to figure out a way of establishing themselves as a legend
You come across a lot of people
But you don't
The biggest haters usually be the ones you cool with
I'd rather be by myself that's word to Asher Roth
All the way live there's no need to cut the cameras off
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
the stores with heavy bags
'Cause we be poppin' tags, pimpin', we be poppin' tags
And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught
And we gon' stay
Seen the rovers roll up with ribbons
I seen them repo'd, resold then re-driven
So when I reload, he holds number one position
When you hot I'm hot
picnics, I'm robbing on good so after dark
Stay the fuck out the woods (you fucking punk)
When I pop the trunk, hit the deck
"John Wayne couldn't even
John John Da Don
What's your puppies name? Jean
Claude The Dog?
Pat Stay, I tell these cats straight
You got the most mix matched face
Chipmunk
Please hear me out
Let me tell you bout the man
The myth, the legend
Goats did call him Pork
But he was always good with beefing
Now he's found dead in
to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with
hustle workin’
But with a long ding ding dong
You would also start flexin
Developed meth cooked from meds, what’s next?
Forget the AKs or Tecs, we got
gotta aim for the sky
Gonna stay 'til die 'cause one day you will rest me
Right next these legends, the best of the best is the next me
So why second
Consequence
Once for the Tribe
Talkin' 'bout my man GLC and now he's around
Talkin' 'bout John Legend
Take 'em all the way to Heaven
Speakin' of Heaven
Common
Legend has it: I'm not always tellin' the truth
But if you were me, what's the difference with you
You don't believe in the stories, won't you come fill my
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
something about WOIAM
I never had the chance to introduce my self since I'm here
so let's begin with a lesson that will show you how to be a living legend
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