Lyric Livin Legend
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)
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)
