MoeMoney - Legacy (feat. U.T.A)

It's the hood Bible
I'm just giving y'all the scriptures
Forever in our hearts, always in our soul
Chicken time til these niggas put me in a hole
Ayo PoppaG I got the family until I'm old
Gotti, Occ, AC, & Tec, I paint y'all legacy in gold
Forever in our hearts, always in our soul
Chicken time til these niggas put me in a hole
Ayo PoppaG I got the family until I'm old
Gotti, Occ, AC, & Tec, I paint y'all legacy in gold
I been on my own fuck them niggas I don't need em
Trynna get some m's for the fam so I could feed em
If he doin the wrong, GLLTTT BOW we gone leave em
Aye, bro'nem tell me he gone leave em (Yeah)
And it get deeper than rap
Quick sand it get deeper than that (Aye)
Act bad put the heat to his cap
Leave his teeth in his lap
Speed the v up & laugh
If they don't understand it now they gone get it later
Being blinded by love just made me feel the paper
I went numb on the critics so I don't feel a hater
I played the swamp with no aid so I can't sip with gators
This life shit is amazing look what it made us
Hammer flashing through the opps side praying no cameras made us
No fathers, don't know who made us, we recreate our own image
Crossed every line in the field, we never known scrimmage
Uh, I done seen that hammer change niggas
Turn soft niggas to gang members that no one from the gang 'members
Use to wanna change niggas now I want the change nigga
Know some cats that went to hell trynna dodge that rain nigga
Caught up in them same scriptures in this hood Bible
I'm what it would sound like if Jesus could write you
Chicken it's your energy that made the whole hood like you
Won't be another nigga in the whole hood like you (Gangsta)
I been on my own fuck them niggas I don't need em
Trynna get some m's for the fam so I could feed em
If he doin the wrong, GLLTTT BOW we gone leave em
Aye, bro'nem tell me he gone leave em (Yeah)
I been on my own fuck them niggas I don't need em
Trynna get some m's for the fam so I could feed em
If he doin the wrong, GLLTTT BOW we gone leave em
Aye, bro'nem tell me he gone leave em (Yeah)
And it get deeper than rap
Quick sand it get deeper than that (Aye)
Act bad put the heat to his cap
Leave his teeth in his lap
Speed the v up & laugh

Written by:
MICHAEL STEPHEN PITTS, RICHARD DAVIS

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