- Legends (feat. Benny The Butcher) 歌詞 Don Q
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- Don Q Legends (feat. Benny The Butcher) 歌詞
- Don Q
- Yeah
Don, yeah
Big, yeah
Yeah
All I want is my flowers given to me,
While I can smell em (While I can smell em)
Dont wait til Im dead and gone,
To tell me how Im a legend (Tell me how Im a legend)
You know that you dead wrong, you sayin I ain't excellin
And if they think he iron ,
He gon get his iron a stretcher (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a thing for fast cash, hoes and foreign vehicles
Feel good to make it out on your own, when no one needed you
I cannot give a handout to those that wasnt reachin out (How?)
Oh now you need assistance? (Uh)
Where was you? Cause it was only a few I can name,
Before the fame that really seen the vision (That seen the vision)
When it was me and my dawg talkin like Peter Griffin
Thinking how to get the snakes in the garden to keep from hissin (Yeah)
The streetsll test you
And give you a lesson when the teacher wouldnt (Yeah)
Don King status, I belong on a throne (I belong a throne)
Why I gotta share my wins and take my losses alone? (Take my losses alone)
Tell me why I gotta settle for less when I know my right?
Tell me how I make it to the top floor from below the gravel? (Gravel)
Im surrounded by royalty, I made my home a castle (I made my home a-)
Sharp is the bow and arrow
Any dunk, I can throw em at you
You got a better chance dodgin a shark tryna row a paddle
I told em if I depart then my city gon' mold a statue
All I want is my flowers given to me,
While I can smell em (While I can smell em, nigga, yeah)
Dont wait til Im dead and gone,
To tell me how Im a legend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch)
Yeah
Im carrying all the steals from cherishing all my kills
Paid three stacks for the pair, aint wore em still
Heard my man got knocked with a brick and I caught a chill
Before he copped out the twenty, he buried a quarter mil (Ha)
Real plug, pass that magic, you know my status (You know)
Dope boys ask can they have it? Before I grab it (Alone)
**** whipping work sometimes, you gotta stab it
**** waiting on opportunity, you gotta grab it
I turn your hood to Vietnam, **** with me and Don (Brr)
Diss the K, we freezing arms, in undefeated bars
It take more than that to be a boss
No misdemeanors, you gotta let us prick your fingers just to be involved
Mob shit
Cant take the credit, this Gods gift
Got fish, nigga, my dope jumpin like John Smith (Uh)
This for my stay down niggas who got rich
I had it made, cause I was raised by niggas who buy bricks
Couldve be Malcom X but Id rather be Rich Porter
After a big order, clappin a Sig Sauer
My team full of A1 niggas and rich lawyers
Spending your lil money aint making that bitch loyal (Nah)
Couldve never imagined how its panning out (How its panning out)
You buy guns to stash em but we hand em out (Straight, nigga)
The coach called the play and I ran the route
Thats how I fed my whole block, hand in mouth
Lets go
All I want is my flowers given to me,
While I can smell em (While I can smell em, nigga, yeah)
Dont wait til Im dead and gone,
To tell me how Im a legend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch)
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