Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Legendary , by - Dave East. Song from the album Karma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.11.2017
Record label: FTD
Song language: English
Legendary |
| Let me fix my motherfucking crown, nigga |
| Knock a little dust off this bitch |
| DJ Holiday |
| Dave East |
| King of Harlem |
| For all you niggas that hated |
| This yo' karma, nigga |
| Uh |
| Started with nothing, now I’m up in Neiman’s with 20 bands |
| I did the Raddison and we dried the coke with the ceiling fan |
| I got the drop on my target, my niggas was marching on Million Man |
| I’m up in Harlem with all of my diamonds… |
| Uh |
| Started with nothing, now I’m up in Neiman’s with 20 bands |
| I did the Raddison and we dried the coke with the ceiling fan |
| I got the drop on my target, my niggas was marching on Million Man |
| I’m up in Harlem with all of my diamonds on feeling like Killa Cam |
| Tell every nigga hating on me they could suck a dick |
| They know I could fuck they bitch |
| I probably hit me a hundred licks |
| We was really in that Crown Vic |
| All I need me is a down bitch |
| To take the product out of town quick |
| Can’t be nervous, you around this |
| Louis got me wearing brown kicks |
| Looking like I stepped in dog shit |
| Bringing all my niggas on the road with me, I ain’t chilling 'til we all rich |
| Nowadays, ain’t gotta call chicks |
| Porsche drop with the fog tints |
| Jumping out of it like a frog do, kiss the plug wife when I walked in |
| I ain’t got time for the talking |
| Killed them early, that’s abortion |
| Everyday a nigga fresh, looking like I stepped right up by the coffin |
| Told my driver back the Porsche in |
| You want a feature, can’t afford it |
| I bet I fuck her 'til the morning |
| This foreign like 100 horses |
| GG5 in the Backwood, got the car smelling like horse shit |
| All of my bitches is gorgeous |
| VVS is sitting flawless |
| I popped two percs and I’m nauseous |
| I got your bitch sitting court side |
| Fifty thousand to my lawyers the reason I’m sitting in court high |
| Karma |
| What goes around comes around, I hope you got some armor |
| Got yo' bitch in Banihana, she tryna change me like Obama |
| Eyes on the Fendi monster, staring at you niggas staring at me |
| LV Supreme the bomb |
| Hot temper need the ganja |
| Most of my denim is Fear of God |
| Only thing I ever fear was God |
| It was so hard to go get it, y’all |
| If they had that powder, we get it hard |
| I ain’t got beef with no rap nigga |
| Say my name we gon' go get him robbed |
| Diamonds cold like when the heater off |
| You got some money, nigga, we can talk |
| I don’t even take a weekend off |
| Everyday feel like a holiday |
| I’m only fucking with the legendary niggas, so I had to get with Holiday |
| I get the drop from a block away |
| You was that nigga, but not today |
| I’m in for the change, you here for the fame, if you in the game, |
| learn how to play |
| All gas we don’t touch breaks |
| I wore Gucci for two months straight |
| 12 pounds in a Mustang |
| Your hands never touched weight |
| Your hands never touched guap |
| Downtown on a dust block |
| Hear this blowin' if this truck stop |
| Two words, nigga, «fuck cops» |
| Catch you lackin' by the bus stop |
| Awaiting on your train, homie |
| Blue and whites askin' 'bout me in the streets, but they ain’t got a thing on me |
| Just trappin' like they ain’t on us |
| Not a day I step out and they ain’t on me |
| This nut in my pocket enormous |
| State to state with the Glock while I’m touring |
| This that Karma shit |
| All you lil niggas move over, let the big dogs eat |
| It’s the big dog table |
| You don’t belong here |
| Dave East |
| Shit |
| Holiday |
| East side of Harlem |