Go fish in the soul of these, these red and gold, Louis B's a livin' legend, a goat in a section.
Gang spitter, hitter, money flipper, gritter, drippin', flexin', kill a livin' legend.
Holy fuck with them real killers, holy fuck with them real dealers, holy fuck with them dad bitches.
Got them off and they real, feelin' affiliated with gang bangers.
Strapped up with them aim lasers, no love, just hate.
Player gave no fucks on my game, favorite solo, solo.
Snow bunnies with snow globes, the shit you rap while livin'.
Check my past convictions, kept my last two dentures.
Drippin' crucifixions, crucify my mistress.
Hold me when she insists, Ms. Daphne's five inches, so he sittin' on that hit list.
No need for the misprints, convicted for my intentions.
Gunplay on my resume, drug case on my other bag.
Cause others save what others save, then that leads to another case.
Gotta pump the face, gotta pump the brakes.
Puppet told how to cut the strings with the presence of a legend.
Thick wind in my preference, thick bricks compressin'.
Bypassin' inspections, got me locked up in corrections.
Still flexin' for my station, local boys.
You got it, or you gettin' it? You had it, but you lost it.
Got it back, still out here flossin', you a livin' legend.
Best plottin' to stretch ya, new niggas gonna be your foe.
That's how they try to pledge ya, you's a livin' legend.
Theme music, where you steppin'? No goldfish in the soul of these.
These red and gold Louis V's a livin' legend.
A goat in a section, gang spitter, hitter.
Money flipper, gritter, drippin', flexin', killin', livin'.
I'm on my grind, fuck bein' broke every ten minutes.
I need weed to smoke, I don't need to boast.
I don't need to brag, I don't need a gun.
I'll beat your ass, give me the cash.
Fuck the fame, I'm sippin' liquor, tryna numb the pain.
I'm switchin' lanes with your man, blowin' smoke while I'm gettin' brain.
We ain't the same, you ain't built for this.
You probably real, but ain't real as this.
You sit down when you take a piss.
You pay these hoes, I'll break a bitch.
No cape on, fuck cap and saber.
Just want a bar, bitch, I'm a player.
I don't chase souls, I chase paper.
She love me, but I'm a heartbreaker.
I was born broke, but I'ma die paid.
I plead the fifth when the cops raid.
Fuck the pen, free the homies though.
Speak on me, you can blow me slow.
I was born in this, not sworn to this.
Real Mack, I don't do shit for a bitch.
I'm money hungry, my stomach's growlin'.
I want millions, I'm tired of thousands.
Middle fingers up like, fuck the law.
The DA and the judge, fuck them all.
I was born in this, not sworn to this.
Real Mack, I don't do shit for a bitch.
I'm money hungry, my stomach's growlin'.
I want millions, I'm tired of thousands.
Middle fingers up like, fuck the law.
The DA and the judge, fuck them all.
Living legend.
You got it or you're getting it.
You had it, but you lost it.
Got it back till I hit flossing.
You a living legend.
There's plotting to stretch ya.
New niggas gonna be your foe.
That's how they try to wretch ya.
You's a living legend.
Theme music, where you stepping?
No goldfish in the soul of these.
These red and gold hit Louis V's.
A living legend.
A goat in a section.
Gang spitter, hitter, money flipper.
Gritter, dripping, flexing, killer.
A living legend.
