Living Legends
Shout out 'da man
Temper beats
Yeah
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die, bitch
Ready for the game, imma gun it up
'N' you a pussy ass bitch, quit sucking up
Think you bad, but I run it up
'N' you ain't ever gonna win keep fuckin' up
Best be quiet, be shutting up
'Fore I take your bitch 'n' I bust a nut
I don't give a fuck, imma live it up
For all those days that I pissed in cups
So Fly when I fly by, no not a shy guy
Fly high, legends never die right?
Imma ride die, homies on my right side
If we drive by, no lie going bye bye
So sly make ya know why
Not a slow guy, oh my when I flow ride
Go high 'n' you know why, on a low ride
So fly won't die when we go by
Tryna hop in I say "no no"
Yeah, the lone-wolf 'n' I ride solo
Homies ridin' with the low-pro, 'n' she
Tryna call me daddy, Han Solo
Been looking for me bad like Polo
She got a fine ass take it low low
So so, I want more more, 'cause you only live once with the YOLO
(Aye) tell me your a Jekyll, imma certified Hyde
'N' I'll be laughing when a cackle
Genocide myself 'n' I
Roll the dice, sufficed to say
That imma cut off ya finger, birdie die today
The frill grill filay, before you flight you sway
There's no more fucking flipping for ya
Fucker fly away
Yeah, imma thriller I'm flexing
Flaunting the golden goose
Imma killer, a legend 'n' that's the mothafuckin' trutth
Got some real shit that I need to say
But if I find a bad bitch let me lead the way
Yodel-aye, I'm gonna snoot 'da yay
Style from the bay gon' do what I say
Yeah, my skills astute it's fuckin' absolute
No dispute maybe ill repute
But I'm cute she wanna play my flute
I'm gonna get a bad bitch in her birthday suit (ha)
See these niggas wanna come look for me
Gotta look harder
Bitches wanna come ride nigga
Gotta cum harder, said
Man, the four them robbers killas
On the solo, yeah, man the shorty bag dealer
For the promo yeah
Sent me to LA
In the driveway lookin' clean
Rolls Royce got a sad face on it
Bitch lookin' mean
Twenty fair, go all the king
Bitch look at me
Niggas wanna talk all about me
So I took the T
Know they gonna fuck with the logo
Thousands on me So-so
Deaf in the club, blow low
Big truck got the low Pros
See the pickups truck got the monsters on it
Ain't no where that I wont go
Got the game in the choke hold
Nigga know me from the co-cold (yeah)
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die, bitch
Temper beats
Yeah
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die, bitch
Ready for the game, imma gun it up
'N' you a pussy ass bitch, quit sucking up
Think you bad, but I run it up
'N' you ain't ever gonna win keep fuckin' up
Best be quiet, be shutting up
'Fore I take your bitch 'n' I bust a nut
I don't give a fuck, imma live it up
For all those days that I pissed in cups
So Fly when I fly by, no not a shy guy
Fly high, legends never die right?
Imma ride die, homies on my right side
If we drive by, no lie going bye bye
So sly make ya know why
Not a slow guy, oh my when I flow ride
Go high 'n' you know why, on a low ride
So fly won't die when we go by
Tryna hop in I say "no no"
Yeah, the lone-wolf 'n' I ride solo
Homies ridin' with the low-pro, 'n' she
Tryna call me daddy, Han Solo
Been looking for me bad like Polo
She got a fine ass take it low low
So so, I want more more, 'cause you only live once with the YOLO
(Aye) tell me your a Jekyll, imma certified Hyde
'N' I'll be laughing when a cackle
Genocide myself 'n' I
Roll the dice, sufficed to say
That imma cut off ya finger, birdie die today
The frill grill filay, before you flight you sway
There's no more fucking flipping for ya
Fucker fly away
Yeah, imma thriller I'm flexing
Flaunting the golden goose
Imma killer, a legend 'n' that's the mothafuckin' trutth
Got some real shit that I need to say
But if I find a bad bitch let me lead the way
Yodel-aye, I'm gonna snoot 'da yay
Style from the bay gon' do what I say
Yeah, my skills astute it's fuckin' absolute
No dispute maybe ill repute
But I'm cute she wanna play my flute
I'm gonna get a bad bitch in her birthday suit (ha)
See these niggas wanna come look for me
Gotta look harder
Bitches wanna come ride nigga
Gotta cum harder, said
Man, the four them robbers killas
On the solo, yeah, man the shorty bag dealer
For the promo yeah
Sent me to LA
In the driveway lookin' clean
Rolls Royce got a sad face on it
Bitch lookin' mean
Twenty fair, go all the king
Bitch look at me
Niggas wanna talk all about me
So I took the T
Know they gonna fuck with the logo
Thousands on me So-so
Deaf in the club, blow low
Big truck got the low Pros
See the pickups truck got the monsters on it
Ain't no where that I wont go
Got the game in the choke hold
Nigga know me from the co-cold (yeah)
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die
Livin' Legend, Bonafide
Reving the engine about to ride
Certified divide with my Jekyll 'n' my Hyde
My rep thrustin' on my stride
Reving engine, 'bouta ride
Bonafide we ride
Livin' Legends never die, bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Mccartney, Michael Joseph Taylor, Oli Temper
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