letra de living legend - blacc zacc
[intro]
(jerm got the bangers, jerm got the juice)
i had to take the ice off for this one
(they think me and st–ze movin’ keys, man)
yeah-yeah-yeah
b-tch, i’m a livin’ legend
f-ck wrong wit’ these n-ggas, man?
[chorus]
i’m a livin’ legend
i feel like elvis presley
all my b-tches s-xy, yeah
back to back with trelly
two blunts, i roll a seven
boy, i know you smell it, yeah
i need kesha or belly
sh-t, i live like belly
that’s why these n-ggas jealous, yeah
i smoke like a rasta
and move like a mobster
and hang with them shottas, yeah
who got a problem wit’ me?
who say we don’t run the city?
most of these n-ggas b-tches, yeah
i got charges pendin’
yeah, they know i did it
this dirty money business, yeah
[verse]
so mind your business, i got tunnel vision, yeah
back in ’08, i sold a ton of midget, yeah
ayy, zacc too player, he don’t spend no funds on b-tches
i have fun wit’ b-tches, might throw some ones on b-tches
got a atl b-tch with her ass like a peach
got a young college b-tch, wanna f-ck me every week
told that b-tch that i ain’t got time, i’m too busy in the streets
you got your head in the books, i got my hands in the streets
granny told me when you make it, they gon’ turn on you
my daughter love me, so i spend everything i earn on her
there go zay the don, my little boy number one
i can’t help but smile, like, look at my son, yeah
me and b4l, me and sunny square
just know we still together even when you don’t see him there
copped rollies by the pair, diamonds everywhere
i got b-tches everywhere, i got money everywhere
i brought that lamb’ truck just to wake ’em up
and that new benz bz just copped the price of a bentley truck
my opps ain’t doin’ nothin’, go put that lil’ sh-t up
you beefin’ ’bout a b-tch, i’m beefin’ ’cause it’s up, yeah
[chorus]
i’m a livin’ legend
i feel like elvis presley
all my b-tches s-xy, yeah
back to back with trelly
two blunts, i roll a seven
boy, i know you smell it, yeah
i need kesha or belly
sh-t, i live like belly
that’s why these n-ggas jealous, yeah
i move like a mobster
and smoke like a rasta
all my n-ggas shottas, yeah
who got a problem wit’ me?
who say we don’t run the city?
most of these n-ggas b-tches, yeah
sh-t, they know i did it
this dirty money business, yeah
[outro]
yeah, i know i motivate the streets, n-gga
the streets originally counted as this
i’m an 803 legend, that’s fosho
yeah-yeah-yeah
who was the first to slide through the city in that motherf-ckin’ urus, n-gga?
that’s me
i did that
respect that
motivational purpose only, n-gga
only a hater ain’t gon’ feel me
only a rapper gon’ wanna k!ll me
b-tch ass n-gga
yeah
you know i do this sh-t for the motherf-ckin’ gang, n-gga
for the motherf-ckin’ fam’, n-gga
i’m otf like i’m durk, n-gga
yeah
gang
yeah-yeah-yeah
b-tch, i’m a livin’ legend
f-ck wrong wit’ these n-ggas, man?
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