legendary - kay gee lyrics
(verse 1)*kaygee
first thing’s first, we make lit sh*t but your sh*t don’t hit, i sip what i sip cause it helps me think, n*ggas got problems with me being a boss, they be tripping cause i ain’t taking no loss, got n*ggas drowning in they own blood, been ducking shots like we from the matrix pulled up and rewrote revelations, i ain’t counting favors man i’m counting blessings, the realest thing y’all n*ggas do is capping, the hardest thing y’all n*ggas do is acting, i look at my paper like teacher said, if you talking gas let it be my flows or the one i smoke or my n*gga you’ll choke, i don’t understand they always shooting at me with sеmi*automatics but they always missing,..sh*t flow switch..did it legendary likе i’m carrying a legacy smoking these n*ggas like myth or mathephatemin or cathephetamin i ain’t talking lean only sipp that sh*t if it’s hennessy, always h*ll’a saucy you won’t catch me slippin, running my paper you won’t catch me trippin, if they here for punches then line*em up, cause they know that i really run it up, you n*ggas my sons iam the son of the sun, it takes a brick to k!ll an eagle specially the one that flow like a seagull, b*tch shut the f*ck up when i speak cause a wise man once told me that a wise man listens when a wise man speaks
(verse 2)*antidote
haters be acting the same, i guess i’m finna get rich, i guess, ka shyana ka pacer ko shile i guess, now haters will say ke pila bo*dess and 0.1.2 make a mess, one time and i hit kemo tswarisa clout, i’m getting the bag and i’m out, mo sp*cing ke tsulla de hit, i’m counting em hunnids i won’t even blink, i’m tryna get alota face , i’m chasing the paper i’m still on my pace, now that i cashed in the money i gotta protect wit’ muh’n*gga kaygee, layitsi re betta de set, got ricch rabbit on my back, yo’ gee is it okay if i’m cooking the heat? (yes’sir), i cannot handle a cap and that is fact, stack the money then i dab, n*ggas be copying muh’ style but i’m legendary like skrrrt
(verse 3)*kaygee
i don’t do groupies, n*ggas get mixy like a mix*tape, b*tches get messy like a dub*tape, 12 shots in your landscape like a 12 gauge, dreams are big cause i’m with the ville , count up some hunnids then pay some bills, h*ll’a drippy cause the sauce is real, i ain’t never changed man i still real, hop in the booth then i skrrrt off the plug ain’t switching so ain’t nothing off, rappers are haters i cannot adapt, i cannot be shaking no hands, get some green then i hop in a benz, running muh’ bands man i’m hoping it lasts , shooting my shot at your girl i’m a fan of a fan, don’t got a plan so i do it however i can, mess with the gang you’ll be hangman 2, carry some steel like 7+2 , f*ck with my shawty pull up at your party and make it a zoo, ain’t so sudden so it’s out of the blue, i said it before and i’ll say it again, i cannot lose i won’t be singing the blues, cause i shoot to k!ll there’s no debate, pin*point cannot miss that, top spot , yeah i hit that, i ain’t capping so i slaps the hats off the track, but nevertheless, i’m k!lling the stress , these characters wack, they all on muh’ back, i’m leading the pack, i’m holding the map
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