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yrm bear - local legend lyrics

local legend lyrics
hey

cut your ass up like samurai
she looked my at wrist said she down to ride
i get the assist almost every time
back in 09 used to be riding the bike
back in the day i was hungry and fighting
back in va when the homies was riding
my flow is that flexible i’m flying through time zones
don’t worry about me imma get mines tho
that boy in the studio i said imma a grinder
i smoke in my coupes i can’t find my lighter
stick to yourself your strength is a mindset
the show is sold out it’s probably my set
get all your money collect it and hide it
we are all tryna vibe why you still lying
brand nеw estate hair like a lion
stay in my lanе yes don’t even try me
your breath is too hot you need some trident
the pool is so big i need me a diver
i dropped in my rolex it turned to my iceberg
i put it on me because you not trying
i sting like a bee i said im a fighter
i’m going insane
you b+tches can’t fight it
put in my fist cause i had to get more
i bring up my city i bring it on tour
they mostly just tweaking i’m fire for sure
i rap for the class they said i’m fake
i rap for myself i bought an estate
driving real fast you all in my way
og i toke smoke in your face
need me a goth thick in the waist
know it’s the vibe when you real and ain’t fake
look at the timing you’ll see your mistakes
f+ck who you are i go golden state
sleeping on me was your biggest mistake
he balling for real he sneakers ain’t laced
i’m sitting in cribs bigger than cities
bad yellow bone she don’t like your civi
she calling my phone i hang up i’m busy
you tryna to k!ll me you prolly just missed me
blessed by the lord this sh+t ain’t a theory
i’m going in dumb i keep me a blizzy
i twist and l!ck her and suck on her titty
be rapping so long i’ll prolly be 50
you b+tches can’t hit me
you b+tches can’t trick me

shoutout my homie and still grinding records
i am so fly i thought i had feathers
call up my bro we f+cked her together
slide in the whip
i creep through the ghetto
i was like 10
found a gun in the yard
you ain’t from the hood
i don’t know who you are
been rapping so long
i accept all my flaws
i’m playing my hand
don’t fold for the law
f+ck all da ops
i’m screaming on god
ran through the house
it took me two songs
f+cked her in the back
and drove her right home
i’m busy lil b+tch
i’ll see you tomororw

- yrm bear lyrics

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