Legacy
This is my time, this is my moment This my shot, this one goes in
Still on top, ain't lost focus Tryna drive around the city lookin' pretty in the roadster
Y'all can't take what God gave to me Price too high, I rise up the fees
Still that guy, it's clear, y'all can see I don't need five guys, y'all don't want the beef
Been ballin' on niggas, I just hit another three I just hit another three
Dame Lillard in his prime, game time, grab a seat It's my time, guaranteed, ain't no starters
Nigga City only lookin' up to me They only lookin' up to King
Gettin' started, homie, I ain't even finished quarter three
I ain't even halfway, thirty seconds on the clock And I ain't nervous, I trust myself
Cause I rehearsed this, see y'all been sleepin' And I been workin', I can turn mid-three
My release is perfect, Steph Curry with the shot James Harden on the line
Every single verse comes from struggle from the grind
Lyrically the GOAT, I'ma say it every time To my city, I'ma light, and it's time to let it shine
Say Ali, Bomaye, the thrilla in Manila Couldn't match my pace, I've been a Killa
Since a lil' nigga like eighth grade amoxicillin couldn't heal a nigga
from past pain So I'm comin' for the crown, tell him that it's mine
Tell him I'ma take it so they better move aside I've been destined for the greatest
since I wrote my first rhyme Give a fuck if niggas hate it, I'ma take what's mine
Been ballin on niggas, I just hit another three I just hit another three
Dame Lillard in this prime, game time, grab a seat It's my time, guaranteed, ain't no starters
Nigga City only lookin' up to me They only lookin' up to King
Gettin' started, homie, I ain't even finished quarter three
I ain't even halfway Ever since I've been a youngin
I always been on the come up mama workin' just to earn us a lil' somethin
Scuff up Pops indicted, I was fightin' I couldn't picture the sun up
Now I'm writin' like I'm Tyson A heavyweight on the come up, bob and weave, nigga
I spit heat lyrics All I ever had was me
Fuck your team, nigga This a one-man army
I take me against the world I'ma stand on mine
All I got is my word and my legacy I spit phenomene
Tell him, cover up, bitch, get a canopy Ain't no runner up
We just runnin' up Winning candidly, we sucker duck
You just sucker punch
You ain't man as me, I don't take time
I just take what's mine Know I'm destined for the light
I'ma let him go blind I just need one time
For the rest of my life When my moment come by
I'ma reach new heights
Still on top, ain't lost focus Tryna drive around the city lookin' pretty in the roadster
Y'all can't take what God gave to me Price too high, I rise up the fees
Still that guy, it's clear, y'all can see I don't need five guys, y'all don't want the beef
Been ballin' on niggas, I just hit another three I just hit another three
Dame Lillard in his prime, game time, grab a seat It's my time, guaranteed, ain't no starters
Nigga City only lookin' up to me They only lookin' up to King
Gettin' started, homie, I ain't even finished quarter three
I ain't even halfway, thirty seconds on the clock And I ain't nervous, I trust myself
Cause I rehearsed this, see y'all been sleepin' And I been workin', I can turn mid-three
My release is perfect, Steph Curry with the shot James Harden on the line
Every single verse comes from struggle from the grind
Lyrically the GOAT, I'ma say it every time To my city, I'ma light, and it's time to let it shine
Say Ali, Bomaye, the thrilla in Manila Couldn't match my pace, I've been a Killa
Since a lil' nigga like eighth grade amoxicillin couldn't heal a nigga
from past pain So I'm comin' for the crown, tell him that it's mine
Tell him I'ma take it so they better move aside I've been destined for the greatest
since I wrote my first rhyme Give a fuck if niggas hate it, I'ma take what's mine
Been ballin on niggas, I just hit another three I just hit another three
Dame Lillard in this prime, game time, grab a seat It's my time, guaranteed, ain't no starters
Nigga City only lookin' up to me They only lookin' up to King
Gettin' started, homie, I ain't even finished quarter three
I ain't even halfway Ever since I've been a youngin
I always been on the come up mama workin' just to earn us a lil' somethin
Scuff up Pops indicted, I was fightin' I couldn't picture the sun up
Now I'm writin' like I'm Tyson A heavyweight on the come up, bob and weave, nigga
I spit heat lyrics All I ever had was me
Fuck your team, nigga This a one-man army
I take me against the world I'ma stand on mine
All I got is my word and my legacy I spit phenomene
Tell him, cover up, bitch, get a canopy Ain't no runner up
We just runnin' up Winning candidly, we sucker duck
You just sucker punch
You ain't man as me, I don't take time
I just take what's mine Know I'm destined for the light
I'ma let him go blind I just need one time
For the rest of my life When my moment come by
I'ma reach new heights
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Writer(s): August Johnson
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