This Thing of Ours (feat. Remo Willz)

Approach life like Vito Andolini Corleone
I was just want a legacy and put the whole family on
Shot so many shots I think I got Tommy John
I just wana raise flutes full of don Perignon
Even if the reign is short, Leprechauns
I'll fall on my shield won't bend to Babylon
Just a book and a pack of white tees in my carry on
First class reading Final Call
Streaming Farrakhan
Off the grid might sip some DeLeón
Turn mules outta recent grads from Barbizon
Flow rocked up like I sprayed with it acetone
Prideful Aries, my son a Capricorn
If he ever have a son I pray the night that he born
He raise him to the moon and say my name lives long
So that my name live on
Keep the blood line strong
Illuminated let my light beam on
Avoid the sins of the father If I right my wrongs
That's the reason why I'm writing these songs

My jewelry is gold
My pistol is black
Picture that
I'm a living breathing defining moments pack
I'm up in points like I'm playing with a handicap
Its champagne in the fridge pop the cork and hand me that
This is boycott the Grammy's raps
With a whole team of hustlers we never shorted on the scratch
I'm active
Why your starters not playing
Put the whole family on I'm like Keenan Ivory Wayans
With these lines that I be saying
I'm saying
Should be your favorite
Top floor flows and I started in the basement
Me and Remo back cooking so its through the roof
Every track hit like the Wade to Bron alley oop
Off the backboard
I am the cultural by definition
A manifestation of art an intellect
And nah I'm not finished yet
Give you what you came for
Legend like presence and style sharp as chainsaws
This is gold chain Jordan number 8 Kobe
Been a old soul never had a big homie
I be damned if I left you washed niggas lil bro

Super hero music this my magnum opus
Supreme confidence and Moses focus
Dope flow they overdosing
Ali in Zaire, I caught em off the rope-a-doping
Scorsese couldn't pen a better screenplay
Speeding down the boulevard of broken dreams Green Day
G's on a ya mind like the helmets on Green Bay
That's your moment to press replay
I don't even rap I give key to life speeches
Then I catch flights to smoke cigars on beaches
Living for a legacy
I'm grinding for a reason
Until we always operate in the black fuck breaking even
The nerve of us
To want it in surplus
Want it all cause my grandma sat in the back of bus
Tried to pack us up and keep us outta the gold rush
Champagne Porsche nicknaming it gold dust
Kicking down the doors for everything they owed us
Making em pay interest for the lies they told us
I ball out cause one time they sold us



Credits
Writer(s): Jaquar Harris
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