B.g. - Livin` Legend Lyrics
Verse:1 (b.g.)
i Ain`t Nothin,` But Seventeen Years Old
want To Fullfill My Dream Have A Million Records Sold
but Niggas Hatin On Me Everyday And That`s Cold
i Keep My Four-four And I Ain`t Gon` Let It Go
my Money Can`t Fold No More It`s In Stacks
my Nose Is Close Now I See That Ain`t Where It`s At
my Hoes Done Elevated I`m On Another Level
my Wrist Done Elevated To Rolex With The Bezel
i`m Young But Bout Nice Things Off Top
don`t Fuck Wit` What I Worked Hard For Cause I`ll Hit Yo` Block
i Ride In Big Bodies
i Sleep In Big Beds
always Wear Boks (reeboks) And Bauds Always Gon` Bust A Head
i`m A Well-known Lil` Nigga
on My Cell Phone Talkin` Bout Six Figures
you Get Yo` Dome Bust On In A Split Second
cause I`m Gonna Keep My Rep As A Livin` Legend, A Livin Legend
(chorus)
verse:2
what Make Niggas Think They Fuck Wit Raps I Spit
what Make `em Think They Can Touch Beats From Fresh I Get
what Make `em Think They Can Compete With This Hot Boy Clique
this Haterism Goin On And The World Makin Me Sick
i`ma Top Notch Baller All Bout` My Cheese
i`m The One Got Yo` Bitch And Her Girls Talkin Bout Me
b.g. Name Rating Like A Thompson Fall
cruisin In My Truck On The Lake Bazookas Crumpin, Dog
fresh Behind Me In The Burb Twenties Blind Y`all
niggas That Broke Lookin For Hustle So They Ridin Fall
but I Got My Pistol For The Busters Got They Eye On My Gucci
man I Refuse To Let These Jackers Gain A Stripe Off Lil` Duga
since Twelve I Been Thuggin Keep A Frog In My Mouth
i Had A Dream Off Top But This Rap Game No Doubt
don`t Get Mad You Ask Yo` Boo Who The Man And She Confesson
`dat `dat Lil` Nigga Off Vl Is A Living Legend
(chorus)
verse:3
i Know With My Skills I`ll Rule The South
out Bitch Niggas Mouth I`m Sh-shoot About
niggas Don`t Even Know Me Want To Leave Bgeezy Smellin
it Ain`t My Fault My Tape Stopped Yo` Shit From Selling
i`m Tellin You Fuck Wit` Me You`ll Learn Yo` Lesson
i`m Tellin You I`m All About Dome Checking
i`m Like The Eclipse Close Yo` Eye`s I`ll Blind Ya
quick To Out Shine Ya
part Of The Big Tmer$
it Ain`t Hard To Find Ya If I Wan` Kill Ya
boy, You Can`t Hide These Big Heads Will Reveal Ya
me And My Ch-chopper Get Near Ya And Spill Ya
bustin A Head It`s Something I Always Will Do
i Always Get My Chill On
and When I Smile Sparkle Wit` My Grill On
you Get Yo` Dome Bust On In A Split Second
cause I`ma Keep My Rep As A Livin Legend, Livin Legend
(chorus To End)
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