My Legacy (feat. Gabby the Poet & Fatman La Flare)
You Don't know what it means to build a legacy
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
They know the Yard been running this here that's for the record
If you hated anything we put out we don't respect you
For years I been sick with the flow don't need a check up
Life is like chess you ain't playing right I'm bout to check ya
I've been flipping on the scenes Mr. Hyde and Dr. Jekyll
It's a slow process but you can't rush perfection
When peeps really want you to shine they never let you
It just cage you turn you into a beast Hannibal Lector
This rap shit don't work it's to the block flipping grams to onions
Haters fall for anything because they all stand for nothing
Should of got you a job or another plan to hustle
Game ain't cutthroat it's the ones you let get to close to cut you
Told my bros wont let the game cripple me
It's hard like my girl's nipples be straight sour like a pickle g
I'm a light this like a Christmas tree in the middle of 42nd street
Do it how I said I'm a do it and rewrite history
You Don't know what it means to build a legacy
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
Had to work for it it paid off I put in over time
You getting into it wit ya exes I just get over mine
People change and such such really don't give a fuck
Success is my new bitch I'm about to go and pick her up
Need someone to hold me down even when I say it's up
Made space to move around when I started feeling stuck
Was running from depression but somehow it was keeping up
Appreciate the hard times that's gods way of teaching us
Appreciate ya love ones never know when that reaper come
Keep ya hands still I don't know what u reaching For
Paranoid Really don't fuck with to many people huh
Showed love and didn't get it back niggas was leaching huh
I don't have no ops but my homeys gotta keep it tuck
Niggas screaming gang gang and don't know who they speaker for
I get in my feelings with the booth and light the reefer up
Pour my heart out turn that bitch up until the speakers buss
You Don't know what it means to build a legacy
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
They know the Yard been running this here that's for the record
If you hated anything we put out we don't respect you
For years I been sick with the flow don't need a check up
Life is like chess you ain't playing right I'm bout to check ya
I've been flipping on the scenes Mr. Hyde and Dr. Jekyll
It's a slow process but you can't rush perfection
When peeps really want you to shine they never let you
It just cage you turn you into a beast Hannibal Lector
This rap shit don't work it's to the block flipping grams to onions
Haters fall for anything because they all stand for nothing
Should of got you a job or another plan to hustle
Game ain't cutthroat it's the ones you let get to close to cut you
Told my bros wont let the game cripple me
It's hard like my girl's nipples be straight sour like a pickle g
I'm a light this like a Christmas tree in the middle of 42nd street
Do it how I said I'm a do it and rewrite history
You Don't know what it means to build a legacy
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
Had to work for it it paid off I put in over time
You getting into it wit ya exes I just get over mine
People change and such such really don't give a fuck
Success is my new bitch I'm about to go and pick her up
Need someone to hold me down even when I say it's up
Made space to move around when I started feeling stuck
Was running from depression but somehow it was keeping up
Appreciate the hard times that's gods way of teaching us
Appreciate ya love ones never know when that reaper come
Keep ya hands still I don't know what u reaching For
Paranoid Really don't fuck with to many people huh
Showed love and didn't get it back niggas was leaching huh
I don't have no ops but my homeys gotta keep it tuck
Niggas screaming gang gang and don't know who they speaker for
I get in my feelings with the booth and light the reefer up
Pour my heart out turn that bitch up until the speakers buss
You Don't know what it means to build a legacy
Stories hidden in the stars all the words written in them scars
These are my scars
Credits
Writer(s): Jamel Beaty
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