Legendary
Young and ambitious
Honest driven and vicious
Streets alumni there aint nothing they can teach us, no
Not so religious
But firm believer in Jesus
I grew up in the streets with snitches, killers and preachers
Moving from rags to riches
We was broke as some dishes
How could i not wanna be famous
They told me that shit taste delicious
They told me boy you'll never make it
You too head strong
They claimed to live right, but they was dead wrong
I swear to God
They was dead wrong
I know I'm head strong
But you was dead wrong
I'm just here to fuck shit up i'on know about you man
I just wanna do me, you know what i'm saying
Uhn
I'm nothing more than legendary
Get acquainted nigga hating isn't necessary
Fresh out the cemetery
Competition dead and buried
I'm going in like i made it past the secretary
There's nothing they can tell me
That shit is played out
Grab a mic, put on a show, bring drama till i fade out
Yo, i'm here now
Nothing they can say now
I said I'm going in show these other niggas the way out
I'm in it bro
To win it bro
Never conceal it
Man i spit it how i feel it bro
Word
Total perfection
Mama told me son please dont worry bout them haters
What's important is progression
And you can see i'm tryna be better with every session
Being better than the best is my one and only obsession
And did i mention
I give dem niggas answer yet dem still dey find correction
I bring the pressure, yea i bring the pressure
Now even with a tape rule these niggas couldn't measure
I be that lyrical professor
So when i spit a bar I'm not just spitting its a lecture
I bring the pressure, yea i bring the pressure
Now even with a tape rule these niggas couldn't measure
They was dead wrong
I know I'm head strong
But you was dead wrong
Yea, oh you know it
Oh we global now aint no two ways about it bro
We international
Uhh
No pain no gain
Oh fuck the world no brain no fame
I'm tryna stay fly no plane
Cocaine fresh out the gutter or drain, no stain
I got that fire let it burn propane
Tryna get that sunny weather home boy no rain
Gotta keep moving being poor is so lame
And life without doe is suicide cobaine
I used to be anonymous nigga no name
Now its safe to say i run tracks no train
Did i mention
I'm nothing less than legendary
Get acquainted nigga hating isn't necessary
One for the one time you know
Oh we global now aint no two ways about it
We international
Cheeeeeeeee
Honest driven and vicious
Streets alumni there aint nothing they can teach us, no
Not so religious
But firm believer in Jesus
I grew up in the streets with snitches, killers and preachers
Moving from rags to riches
We was broke as some dishes
How could i not wanna be famous
They told me that shit taste delicious
They told me boy you'll never make it
You too head strong
They claimed to live right, but they was dead wrong
I swear to God
They was dead wrong
I know I'm head strong
But you was dead wrong
I'm just here to fuck shit up i'on know about you man
I just wanna do me, you know what i'm saying
Uhn
I'm nothing more than legendary
Get acquainted nigga hating isn't necessary
Fresh out the cemetery
Competition dead and buried
I'm going in like i made it past the secretary
There's nothing they can tell me
That shit is played out
Grab a mic, put on a show, bring drama till i fade out
Yo, i'm here now
Nothing they can say now
I said I'm going in show these other niggas the way out
I'm in it bro
To win it bro
Never conceal it
Man i spit it how i feel it bro
Word
Total perfection
Mama told me son please dont worry bout them haters
What's important is progression
And you can see i'm tryna be better with every session
Being better than the best is my one and only obsession
And did i mention
I give dem niggas answer yet dem still dey find correction
I bring the pressure, yea i bring the pressure
Now even with a tape rule these niggas couldn't measure
I be that lyrical professor
So when i spit a bar I'm not just spitting its a lecture
I bring the pressure, yea i bring the pressure
Now even with a tape rule these niggas couldn't measure
They was dead wrong
I know I'm head strong
But you was dead wrong
Yea, oh you know it
Oh we global now aint no two ways about it bro
We international
Uhh
No pain no gain
Oh fuck the world no brain no fame
I'm tryna stay fly no plane
Cocaine fresh out the gutter or drain, no stain
I got that fire let it burn propane
Tryna get that sunny weather home boy no rain
Gotta keep moving being poor is so lame
And life without doe is suicide cobaine
I used to be anonymous nigga no name
Now its safe to say i run tracks no train
Did i mention
I'm nothing less than legendary
Get acquainted nigga hating isn't necessary
One for the one time you know
Oh we global now aint no two ways about it
We international
Cheeeeeeeee
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Asiabaka
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