I feel the blessing even when

It's all disguised up

Even when the stress try to pile up

Paper in my hand give me wild rush

Reminiscing on wild us and

Rolling the miles up

So I'm never putting the pound up

Let them hate b***h

I built it from ground up

I hold the fort down n***a know what

You could see it in the lives that

My sound touched

I make money take money my aim hungry

We got our lane mastered yeah

We got it locked

Bucketlist complete

I did a song with Bun B

And Juicy J

Who the f**k f**king with me

I think nada

Lame rappers you make me gog up

The part depart these niggas like

I'm shooting commas

State your business or forever hold your peace

Go ahead with that bullshit

Motherf**ker I'm sweet

Got damn

Who would've thought it would've been me

Street legend that came up with a pen G

Sixteen bars to get me out the ghetto

And I always kept it real with the people

I never settle

There's a lot of folks depending on me

To lead them the right way

Instead of listening to

What the radio might play

Some real game for somebody that did it

We be breaking it all the way down

So anybody could get it

And I gotta admit it the road was buffy

Hand-to-hand combats sometimes I live lovely

You can't win every fight

But you gotta fight though

Just make sure when you on the side of right bro

You don't go in thinking you making history

But looking back in retrospect it ain't no mystery

Nobody ain't ever did what we did then

And ain't nobody to do it again n***a

We legendary

Legendary niggas we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas nothing you can tell us

Legendary niggas we some legendary niggas

Legendary niggas all we do is kill it

Whole life we grinding for the dough

And leave behind a legacy the legend of it too

It's not an urban myth no we are the truth

If anybody going do it know we going do

Whole life we grind so hard to stay official

And make them niggas hating back tissue

They shit you till they stomach f**k them

I ain't never loved them

Peace to my niece

They ain't never pulled no dumb shit

Peace to the youth

The young soldiers in the street

To the money they reminding me of me

When you get get that better keep that

Better not let that drop

Cause someone going be right

There then take your spot

We got our lane mastered yeah

We got it locked

My haters wanna be blasted man

They better stop

For shit get good

You could see his guts

And It's too late to serve you

They can't get you mopped

You see these gold chains of slavers

Never had that to make payments

Yeah I came from the basement

But now I vacate in Vegas

I could sell out in your state n***a

Just to make a statement

Nah n***a stay high and b***h

I'm with is high maintance

Homie play me if you wanna

I got all my goons on

We going catch a body

But you going catch a tombstone

You don't got no hustle

You get cut off like coupons

Been about crutons bro

That's why the roof gone

We still coming up

That's what my dollar say

Ain't about no guap then stop homie

We can't conversate

Mobb Deep and Juicy J

Been balling harder than Doctor J

Broke niggas what we can't tolerate

Got that movie money

Model chick came out jacuzzi money

Be that n***a ass

Now you wanna sue me money

Still in this b***h

Waking up at 5:46 in the morning

Money calling never stalling

Who the f**k is you and

What the f**k do you know

Where the hell did you come from and

Where the f**k you going

Who the f**k is you and

What the f**k do you know

Where the hell did you come from and

Where the f**k you going