Legendary

[Verse 1] Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion I'm sort of a genius, nothing short of a legend Sort of Tommy Lasorda The way I'm sorting these pitchers Pictures, whatever, fuck it, my speech is off Weekend trippin' to wherever, only heaven is far Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with Mars Only fear is mediocrity So every time I got a beat I feel like I don't gotta sleep You keep praying on your break, I hope you got a sling Shot for all them shots coming out them beaks I'm sort of like Socrates in a Prada tee You can't kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer tees People fucking with me, they ain't fucking with you Lyrically top hmm, being generous too I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room Made some moves, now I'm known to spit December in June Rented a coupe, cool, met me a chick Always keep a rubber, word to Telly In Kids If you gon' do it you gon' do it, go handle your biz Or smoke some purp, take a Percocet and Xanax and chill For real, you real then you don't need to say it It's something to be great, it's nothing to be famous.. [Chorus] Fuck fame, fuck money Fuck everything anyone can take from me It ain't hard to make money We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary [Verse 2] Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow Sober thoughts keep me anxious, Moet gon' keep me calmer Poetry keep her honest, these readings Stevie could draw up Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking And you know you run shit when they pay you good for walk-ins Failure is not a option, success is just a process Say "yes" one time they use you, say "no" one time they plotting Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress End some friendships with homies, made some haters with albums Limitation's for cowards, this is Che mixed with Malcolm This is anti Mark McGwire, it takes patience for power Zoning my 6 -rillo legendaries forever Roll a nick of that lala - that's how I plays it - mellow Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you And I know my haters want to make my heart beat acapella Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper 'Cause I hella copped 'em so I could be way flyer than all them I aspire for awesome and require some flossing Only way they gon' listen, find it highly unfortunate Tryna see if real lyric spittin' can buy me a Porsche Tryna see if I get my critics as silent as auctions I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and I court her Don't always fuck me good, I'm just too cheap to divorce her [Chorus] Fuck fame, fuck money Fuck everything anyone can take from me It ain't hard to make money We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary