Lyrics

Can they handle me? 1000 miles till I get home I made it here on my own Dying now would be okay I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend Uh, they wanna treat me like the Kennedy's Fair trade You give them lumps of freedom; Bust a shot and it's fair game Watch me Al Capone give it to ya' like scar face I really try to suppress all of my gains like I'm pushing weights Y'all n****s is loyal? But respect is a different thing? In order to be loyal there's respect Now I'm teaching things I wonder what they would do here without me of course I'm pretty sure my ideas support them I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend I'm a die I'm a die a legend You spit ya' hardest verse and n****s don't feel it They really know the difference from that real and from that gimmick I give them the raw cut; Uncut Truth baby I'm up here now That's the reason why they get me, you with me? Oh, lord I really had to get it Cause the old job I couldn't stand to think That's what I'm meant Aw hell nah I'm going with the greats, but for sure Bob Marley (Ahh) Ring ding ding ding Ding a-ding-ding Cheers to the summers I break What you really want me to say I don't even know why they focused on me Ring ding Ding ding (Ding a-ding-ding) Why they always plotting on me Cheers cause they call me the great
Writer(s): Da-quan Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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