The Pullman Collective - LEGENDS

Sent you a text, did you get the message
Swear i done changed, all self reflection
I need to kick back and count all my blessings
'Cuz shit can switch quickly, a matter of seconds
Habits need kicking, call me David Beckham
But ima still roll up, have me a session
Sometimes I feel like there is no progression
Just give me a second there will be no ending

I wanna be a legend, don't wanna die young
Tryna make it to the pylon, just touch down in my city
Got the rundown get with me
Need affection, don't like being hated on
Smoke tree 'till the day gone
Just touch down in my city
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me

I'd do anything for the money, need it so soon
Kill Zech, just to put dead presidents in the room
I ain't talking nice I'm outta the classroom
Got 'em jumping up and down they love me at Wazzu
Break necks make checks, boy you testing me
I'll haunt you in your dreams, an evil entity
I'll break an enemy so bad, no methamphetamine,
I promise you that I ain't kidding, full Vasectomy
Uh, hear the beat it's like R-I-P, 99163 'till I D-I-E
Everybody out here wanna be like me, no suits and ties but we VIP, uh
Said fuck all the haters, you ain't shit to me
You come in peace, or I'll make you a piece of history
Fast forward, and the kids close to victory
We got so many likes could be a simile, Uh
And that's a metaphor, I'm going door to door,
With four inch nails and more, steak knives, turning rap into a horrorcore,
Even orange floors, couldn't stand out among the rappers they adore
Another one and another like they ain't heard before
They said the secret was reading the dictionary more
Put all of this work in they life, they able to fund a tour
Come back to Seattle perform with Billie at Marymoor
If you ain't say it, it's never 'gon come true
Surround yourself with some people who trust you
Think twice, 'cuz you cannot undo anything
Times change, but people do not, ooo
Back out, Back out
In too deep can't back out
Eyes closed, Blackout
Took a leap of faith, came back on top

I wanna be a legend, don't wanna die young
Tryna make it to the pylon, just touch down in my city
Got the rundown get with me
Need affection, don't like being hated on
Smoke tree 'till the day gone
Just touch down in my city
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me

Taking all the losses to the chest and keeping chin up
No fucking off the feelings you feeling who you affiliate
Finna make a mark, Taking off a like a rocket
Can't stop it, go Harden, deadeye shooting, watch me elevate
Returning to the city watch us fill it up
On our best game with the ante up
I feel the lights from Vegas
All of the lights my stages
Only invite the ragers
The energy different ain't this what we live for
Bring up the brothers really it's that simple
Who's in your corner bet that mines filled though
Ceiling higher than morphine, sauced up when performing
We've got no reason to wait, yeah
Not gonna live for the payments
Dragon balls go super saiyan, so get out of my way
Patience is short when my high's gone, I'm quick to pull trig when the sights on,
A recipe, make you bygone
Touchdown in my city
Pullman ain't it pretty
Legends never pity

I wanna be a legend, don't wanna die young
Tryna make it to the pylon, just touch down in my city
Got the rundown get with me
Need affection, don't like being hated on
Smoke tree 'till the day gone
Just touch down in my city
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me, ah yes say
Ooo, ooh, ooh
Only real homies stay with me, yeah
Real homies stay with me

At Wazzu man, so, up there it was chaotic
It was crazy in that little corner of the country it was
It was something else

Written by:
Samuel Coulon, Vasili Varlamos, Zach Settle

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