AZ Lyons - ALL OF THE LEGENDS

Yeah yeah yeah
Loumi did it again
Uh huh
Aye thats that Eastside
Zone 6
Decatur baby
You know what I'm talm bout
aye yeah yeah
I'm Smoking gelato I don't need no bottle
(I'm Smoking gelato)
Money the motto yeah
I'm Smoking gelato I don't need no bottle
Money the motto, I stay with a model
I'm Smoking gelato I don't need no bottle
Money the motto, I stay with a model
I'm Smoking gelato I don't need no bottle
Just pass me the trees
Money the motto
I stay with a model that stay on her knees
Prada or Birkin bag say what you need
Valentine drip wear my heart on my sleeve
Valet gon' pick it up throw em a G
All of the legends be flowing thru me yuh
Shopping next day straight from sense oh
Choppa hit a nigga like rent due
You ain't getting money what you into
I ain't listen to em tell me what I can't do
Gotta get it for the fam so I gotta go ham
Now I gotta go gorillas
All my niggaz popping pills
It's like the reaper tryna bill us
Well I'm killing every witness
And I'm standing on my pivot, to rip it and gon kill it
Tell her hop up off the dick if the bitch is just gon ribbit
Always talking bout the sauce but Man cyan bring it
Money calling on my phone I ain't gon' ring it
100 million on the table if we gotta get specific
Fucking on a bitch that'a from the island in pacific
I just wanna play Fifa with my niggaz and kick it
Getting hush money listen close hear the crickets
Born to be the greatest I don't fear no limit
I remember 14 rapping all timid
Now I got 20's on the Slab big willy
Candy paint wrap leave a bitch face silly
All gas no brakes got a big tank really
rip Snupe when I flown thru Philly
This a hard knock life niggaz really won't feel me
Niggaz really won't feel me nah nah
Find the knife in ya back when this shit too late
And you like to react bout the hits you take
Little do you know that's what u makes you great
Separate from the pack cause it's always been fate
Had a date with the past and she told me don't wait
If I aim for the glass then the ceiling gon' break
I could take 'em all to class but I rather get baked
wait…
Uhhhhh
They told me be more and now that they ravin'
I gotta keep slugs like Terrell if it's hell that you craving
I'm diggin' a grave leave yo melon on pavement
I been on the top and they said that I'm never gon' make it
I am the greatest boy just checked my statements
The millions is going up I need the payments
And you know the pole is tucked fuck being famous
I pull up... on yo... bitch in the latest
I'm breaking her in like I'm wearing no laces
I'm leaving them creases I break her to pieces
Ate at Ibiza the diamond resort
I'm really balling like I'm on the court
Bitch want a baby to bring me to court
I know u want half the lawyer could sort
All of the details but fuck all the females
I gotcha retail bill lil shawty
You want the bags right
I pop the tags like
I pop the smoke
I make it knock but this not a joke
I'm smoking spot listening to pac on the boat
Like we bout to float
On the beat I'm a damn philosopher
In the streets check your fuckin' thermometer
Yeah
Sixties nigga

Written by:
Christian Lyons

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