Letras
Making music out in these streets
Songs that's just for me
Making fire music but it's really just the beat
Making all this money, really coming off the trees
I'm doing my own thing, people hate like bitch, please
Fame starts infecting me like a Hollywood disease
Start to get popular
Really a hustler
Pretty to my rhymes like I'm really a philosopher
Always unique
Making fire beats
Making another legacy
(Legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy)
(Legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy)
Legacy, on
Legacy (legacy), on (on)
Everyone stays asleep
While school just weighing on me
This shit not taken seriously
Eventually you will all reap
What you sew
Finally found a girl that's not a hoe