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triune - i am legend lyrics

i am legend

verse 1
“i am legend” the lebron of bars according to how i’m measured. married to the game the moment i met it, uno entertainment n-gga, lets get it (yeah)! high rise where you find the boss, just drive the car, no mind the cost, underground but the boy still buy the bar, i grind like a n-gga might die tomorrow. (yeah) i see you haters on the low, so patient, can’t wait to hate when i blow, nascar earner fast pace with the doe, danica patrick fast pace with these hoes. i can see me fate in a rolls, sanaa in the thighs, with a face for vogue. i won’t stop grinding til my 8th is an “o,” with skyscr-per views and paper to blow, lets go

hook
“you now rocking with the greatest”
-we get it poppin-
“we getting doe getting paper”
-now shorty drop it-
all middle fingers to haterz
-cause we ain’t stoppin-
“we selling out like the majors”
-i see you watching-

verse 2
“i am legend” thee biggie of my city, according to how i rep it. with me the path before me pregnant, so i guess it’s us the future’s expecting (yeah)! i move like, the smooth type, white room fast strobes in blue lights, ambition the combination of two mikes, so i guess i’m blessed like gazunt-te (yeah). fast cars, and new nike’s, this the rebirth so welcome to new life. east european models a new height, when the sun switch i switch chicks for new nights. i left so many i fail to do right, daily divorces force a new wife. floor seats on reserve they call me the new spike, and the hustle is just like we move white, ya dig

verse 3
“i am legend”, thee russell of this hustle, according to how i get it. he who respect get respected and he who not portrays the same roll as heath ledger. “yeah” pull up in something mean in the yard, with jeans on that mean i believe in god. the breightling match the big b on the car, the nickname nebula i’m seen with stars. “yeah.” over seas with broads, rarri right drive, i’ve seen this far. low ceilings and european floors, engines on autobahn bm’s roar. talk not this is real sh-t, future checks resemble those of will smith. to the top where we will get, death to all enemies feel missed, we taking over

hook
n-gga we getting doe
and we feeling to blow
09 is us we been on a long road
from rags to riches
from civics to jags
success is calling n-gga we gotta go

- triune lyrics

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