Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Legends, artist - Don Q. Date of issue: 03.08.2020
Song language: English
Legends |
| Yeah |
| Don, yeah |
| Big, yeah |
| Yeah |
| All I want is my flowers given to me, while I can smell 'em (While I can smell |
| 'em) |
| Don’t wait 'til I’m dead and gone |
| To tell me how I’m a legend (Tell me how I’m a legend) |
| You know that you dead wrong, you sayin' I ain’t excellin' |
| And if they think he iron, he gon' get his iron a stretcher (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I got a thing for fast cash, hoes and foreign vehicles |
| Feel good to make it out on your own, when no one needed you |
| I cannot give a handout to those that wasn’t reachin' out (How?) |
| Oh now you need assistance? |
| (Uh) |
| Where was you? |
| 'Cause it was only a few I can name |
| Before the fame that really seen the vision (That seen the vision) |
| When it was me and my dawg talkin' like Peter Griffin |
| Thinking how to get the snakes in the garden, the key from (Yeah) |
| The streets’ll test you and give you a lesson when the teacher winnin' (Yeah) |
| Don King status, I belong on a throne (I belong a throne) |
| Why I gotta share my wins and take my losses alone? |
| (Take my losses alone) |
| Tell me why I gotta settle for less when I know my right? |
| Tell me how I make it to the top floor from below the gravel? |
| (Gravel) |
| I’m surrounded by royalty, I made my home a castle (I made my home a-) |
| Sharp is the bow and arrow |
| Any dunk, I can throw em at you |
| You got a better chance dodgin' a shark tryna row a paddle |
| I told 'em if I depart then my city gon' mold a statue |
| All I want is my flowers given to me |
| While I can smell 'em (While I can smell 'em, nigga, yeah) |
| Don’t wait 'til I’m dead and gone |
| To tell me how I’m a legend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch) |
| Yeah |
| I’m carrying all the steals from cherishing all my kills |
| Paid three stacks for the pair, ain’t wore 'em still |
| Heard my man got knocked with a brick and I caught a chill |
| Before he copped out the twenty, he buried a quarter mil (Ha) |
| Real plug, pass that magic, you know my status (You know) |
| Dope ask can they have it? |
| Before I grab it (Alone) |
| Fuck whipping work sometimes, you gotta stab it |
| Fuck waiting on opportunities, you gotta grab it |
| I turn your hood to Vietnam, fuck with me and Don (Brr) |
| Diss the K, we freezing arms, in undefeated bars |
| It take more than that to be a boss |
| No misdemeanors, you gotta let us prick your fingers just to be involved |
| Mob shit |
| Can’t take the credit, this God’s gift |
| Got fish, nigga, my dope jumpin' like John Smith (Uh) |
| This for my stay down niggas who got rich |
| I had it made, 'cause I was raised by niggas who buy bricks |
| Could’ve be Malcom X but I’d rather be Rich Porter |
| After a big order, clappin' a Sig Sauer |
| My team full of A1 niggas and rich lawyer |
| Spending your lil' money ain’t making that bitch loyal (Nah) |
| Could’ve never imagined how it’s panning out (How it’s panning out) |
| You buy guns to stash 'em but we hand 'em out (Straight, nigga) |
| The coach called the play and I ran in route |
| That’s how I fed my whole block, hand in mouth |
| Let’s go |
| All I want is my flowers given |
| While I can smell 'em (While I can smell 'em, nigga, yeah) |
| Don’t wait 'til I’m dead and gone |
| To tell me how I’m a legend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch) |