Legacy
I don't expect you to understand
My plan is to scramble brains like anagrams
This ain't a rap game it's a cattle ranch
Rappers all the same they copycats
Don't have a chance
Disrespect my brand
Get washed out like an avalanche
I just keep it Simple and plain I don't Trust you so get away
I'm Just saying
Lames, they bother me
Have to tell them get off of me
Honestly they don't rock with me
Probably they just watching me
Waiting for me to fall asleep
Robbery when you do so keep an eye open
I'm hoping for my day to come
Females try to play me but they don't know how I ain't the one
How you talking bad on everything bro you must hate on fun
Thinking you superior but really You the lamest one
Gift from God
But if you push me I turn to Genghis Kahn
When I start rapping I make em silent call that shock and awe
It ain't no biggie
Trust me if you keep talking it won't be pretty
Little piggy go on the run, don't want you in my city
You a rat
But I can't be mad cus I expected that
That's hella fax
Knew the day I met you you was gon be wack
No going back
Got that in my memory it's etched in stone
Say you in the field but what you really do is stay at home
I'll pull up on you
At your residence even if you don't want to
Acting tough but really sweet I think i'll call you lil fondue
Don't complain, bro that's the game, that's how the cookie crumble
Hear them talking but I know they really don't want smoke no frontal
Want no pressure
Sit back and watch and learn like you need this lecture
Eating up these rappers so you can call me Hannibal lecter
Chasing paper
Spending all this time so I'll be chilling later
Never ask nobody for a thing cuz i don't need no favor
Lord have mercy
I need the patience to keep on working
I'm just pushing limits
Giving it everything put my soul up in it
Just a minute
I swear to kill this beat before it can finish
Maybe one day I won't have to keep pushing this Honda Civic
Swear to God
Making sure I got it that's my only job
I won't stop for nothing cuz I can't afford to play these odds
Marathon
I don't need a sprint I need a steady jog
Don't believe I'll make it but I know that you already wrong
My plan is to scramble brains like anagrams
This ain't a rap game it's a cattle ranch
Rappers all the same they copycats
Don't have a chance
Disrespect my brand
Get washed out like an avalanche
I just keep it Simple and plain I don't Trust you so get away
I'm Just saying
Lames, they bother me
Have to tell them get off of me
Honestly they don't rock with me
Probably they just watching me
Waiting for me to fall asleep
Robbery when you do so keep an eye open
I'm hoping for my day to come
Females try to play me but they don't know how I ain't the one
How you talking bad on everything bro you must hate on fun
Thinking you superior but really You the lamest one
Gift from God
But if you push me I turn to Genghis Kahn
When I start rapping I make em silent call that shock and awe
It ain't no biggie
Trust me if you keep talking it won't be pretty
Little piggy go on the run, don't want you in my city
You a rat
But I can't be mad cus I expected that
That's hella fax
Knew the day I met you you was gon be wack
No going back
Got that in my memory it's etched in stone
Say you in the field but what you really do is stay at home
I'll pull up on you
At your residence even if you don't want to
Acting tough but really sweet I think i'll call you lil fondue
Don't complain, bro that's the game, that's how the cookie crumble
Hear them talking but I know they really don't want smoke no frontal
Want no pressure
Sit back and watch and learn like you need this lecture
Eating up these rappers so you can call me Hannibal lecter
Chasing paper
Spending all this time so I'll be chilling later
Never ask nobody for a thing cuz i don't need no favor
Lord have mercy
I need the patience to keep on working
I'm just pushing limits
Giving it everything put my soul up in it
Just a minute
I swear to kill this beat before it can finish
Maybe one day I won't have to keep pushing this Honda Civic
Swear to God
Making sure I got it that's my only job
I won't stop for nothing cuz I can't afford to play these odds
Marathon
I don't need a sprint I need a steady jog
Don't believe I'll make it but I know that you already wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Fadul
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