1 (Sheek Louch)
Beg and borrow for your life God
Kissing they ass you hoeing for your life God
Money got low you bout to sell your ice God
Music industry treadin' water
Was on top now you barely can feed your daughter
Law and order, album sales out the rectum
So next time what they offer you is disrespectful
Even though you hotter than the past summers
Its too bad all the labels see is big numbers
Wifi vision on the game yo
In the hood they got vision on your chain bro
Is she on your dick still?
Or is she duckin' your calls with Taequan in the mall
Laughin' at your instagram pic
Getting' high sucking his dick
In his whip playin' your shit
Reality is brutal
You ain't saved a dime cuz u ain't used your noodle
You back in the hood now
I could find you and I ain't have to Google
Hook
Is you legendary first class of secondary
Is you executive level or are you secretary
Is the hatin' on them young boys necessary?
If you a G let it be that
You know they watchin' let them little niggas see that
If you a G let it be that
You know they watchin' let them little niggas see that
You know they watchin' let them little niggas see that God
2 (Sheek Louch)
It's like you fresh out the penitentary
Everything changed, bottles ain't complimentary
Where them songs on the radio at?
Why them DJ's ain't calling you back?
He was a mixtape, how he got it like that?
Now you mad at the younger Gods
The new talent emerge
You feel it's nothing that they put in their words
But so what? Is Jordan mad at Kobe? Is Kobe mad at Bron?
That's life you pass the baton
But read the Quran, embrace it and bond
Take em to a level you on and then you'll be considered a don
But this ain't about me, this a song about the OG bredrins
Thats considered as legends