Legends (feat. Rottenboybenji)
Awful things come our way I can't hide, legends never die
They live through us, up in the sky Legends never die
Nightlight, stars bright X's in my eyes
One life, twilight Legends never die
Sippin' hard, party harder There the courts dealt
Legends never die
They live through us, up in the sky Legends never die
Legends never die
Legends never die 7-7-7, go to heaven when I die
But I'm a legend, bitch, I'll never ever die
R.I.P. my brother and R.I.P. my guy
I'm smokin' cookies to get by, bitch, I'm high
Legends never die Still, I keep that Smith & Wesson sin on my side
If you wanna try, you gon' probably fry
Nine mil extended click could hit you thirty times
Bitch, I'm Curry and it's prime Legends never die
R.I.P. All I see is blurry lines
Got me swervin' and it's cool If she flirty and she fine
I'ma feed her to the crew All she need is dollar signs
Birkin' bags and Jimmy Choo's In my pocket, I got blue
So I knew that bitch was gon' choose Bitch, a bird, that bitch a goose
Why the fuck would you let her loose
That bitch an addict, bitch, a noose, sis
If she actin' stupid, I'ma had to chug the nooses
Had to chug the nooses
They live through us, up in the sky Legends never die
Nightlight, stars bright X's in my eyes
One life, twilight Legends never die
Sippin' hard, party harder There the courts dealt
Legends never die
They live through us, up in the sky Legends never die
Legends never die
Legends never die 7-7-7, go to heaven when I die
But I'm a legend, bitch, I'll never ever die
R.I.P. my brother and R.I.P. my guy
I'm smokin' cookies to get by, bitch, I'm high
Legends never die Still, I keep that Smith & Wesson sin on my side
If you wanna try, you gon' probably fry
Nine mil extended click could hit you thirty times
Bitch, I'm Curry and it's prime Legends never die
R.I.P. All I see is blurry lines
Got me swervin' and it's cool If she flirty and she fine
I'ma feed her to the crew All she need is dollar signs
Birkin' bags and Jimmy Choo's In my pocket, I got blue
So I knew that bitch was gon' choose Bitch, a bird, that bitch a goose
Why the fuck would you let her loose
That bitch an addict, bitch, a noose, sis
If she actin' stupid, I'ma had to chug the nooses
Had to chug the nooses
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Writer(s): Loren Micheletti
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