| You
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| You, you, you, you, you
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| You, you, you
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| How do you want to be remembered?
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| Just being rich?
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Uh
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| Visions of seeing myself as someone different
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| Reality got me feeling indifferent
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| I’m lifting this weight off my shoulder
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| But hold up, older I get
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| I reload the clip and sip on something
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| I feel good for nothing
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| All my glory days behind me or beyond me
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| I’m folding like origami
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| My tables turning like interior decorators
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| Levels like elevators
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| These haters got me questioning my judgement
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| Tried by a jury of my peers, but where the judge went?
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| What will my legacy be?
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| Who will my enemy be?
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| In due time as I write this rhyme
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| I don’t know
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| Flash before my eyes
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| Yeah, uh
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| And on my deathbed what will I say as I pray?
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| And reminisce of another day, uh
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| I came from nothing, a child born in poverty
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| Went to college to gain knowledge
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| So they would acknowledge me
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| Honestly, I got a good job
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| I found a woman, made her my wife
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| But spent more time at work
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| So we could have a stable life
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| And when my son was born
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| I had to work even harder
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| Before I knew it, now my wife was giving birth to my daughter
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| Went from 40 hours a week to 80
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| Ain’t nobody gon' pay me but myself
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| Sacrifice my time and my health, for wealth
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| I missed a birthday, miss an anniversary
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| There’s lots of people in this world that’s worse than me
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| I wasn’t there for my son’s first words
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| But he ain’t grow up in the hood like me, we in the burbs
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| Sacrifice a couple years, he could have all the money when I’m gone
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| What a fool I was
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| I missed his graduation, I missed her wedding day
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| I didn’t even get to give my little girl away
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| But I paid for the honeymoon, yeah, I paid for the honeymoon
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| I’m not there right now but I will be later
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| I’m working on something that’s greater
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| That’s my legacy
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| Uh, I’m gon' be remembered by generations to come
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| Damn, you dumb
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| You won’t be remembered by your son
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| Uh, yeah
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| To be remembered by generations to come
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| You a fool
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| You won’t be remembered by your son
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| «Nonsense, nonsense!»
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| I said to the man with no money, nonsense, uh, uh
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| Step back who running from me I don’t know my own identity
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| I look in the mi-look in the mi-the mirror, I ain’t clearer
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| I’m just trying to be free— who is that? |
| It surely ain’t me
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| As I lay on my deathbed, I realized I was wrong
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| I have been the richest man in the world all along
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| A beautiful family that all I did was ignore
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| For financial stability and fear of being poor
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| 'Cause when I was a child, knew I always wanted more
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| When I was a child, knew I always wanted more, more, more
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| And now I got it, uh
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| And now I’m laying in this bed; |
| cancer spreading through my lungs
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| Looking at my family like «Damn, y’all were the ones»
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| I sacrificed my life for 100's, 50's, 20's, 10's, 5's, and 1's
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| So dumb, I’d give it all if I could
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| Do it for my heart again, not my wallet
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| I hate to recall it but it’s gone now—legacy is gone now
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| Sacrifice my health for wealth, no, it wasn’t worth it
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| But as I take my last breath, I know that I deserved it
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| Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
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| The legacy you gon' leave behind you forever is the blood in your veins
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| Wake up, Daddy, now is the time for change
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| And as your child I’m telling you I don’t give a damn if we living on change,
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| Daddy
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| Just as long as we livin'
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| Just as long as we livin', Daddy
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| I just want to be happy, I don’t give a damn if we live in a shoebox
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| Now my mama gon' tell you what you got
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| I love you, I love you, I love you, I want you, I need you, I crave you
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| Why you throw away this pussy that I gave you?
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| Why you fucking 'round behind my back
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| While I’m home raising my children?
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| Feel like a single mother even though a ring up on it
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| Supposed to be husband and wife, you more like my opponent
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| Finger fucking myself 'cause fuck infidelity
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| I’d rather look in the mirror be happy who I see
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| Sometimes I want to take my babies and go to my mama crib
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| Can I live?
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| Can I have a life away from my life?
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| Be the woman that I would have been if I wasn’t your wife?
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| You know I love 'em—but if that test wasn’t positive
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| I woulda had a lot to give
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| Sometimes I want to divorce your ass and take half
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| Motherfucker
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| But I stay 'cause I love these children
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| And I love you deep down, that’s why I stick around, but
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| You never there
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| 'Cause you just want to be the best
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| You just want to make this money, uh
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| Come get this pussy, motherfucker
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| Come get this pussy and love your children
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| Fuck your legacy
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| Fuck it
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| Float in the abyss of nothingness
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| My consciousness remembers a life before it hits black
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| I wish that I could get back and then I realize that all this shit is just a
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| daydream
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| And there’s only like four of us on the tour bus
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| And I’m in the back, how 'bout that?
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| Thinkin' 'bout my legacy
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| And how we as human beings sacrifice health for money
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| Ain’t it funny?
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| 'Cause in the end, we spend all our money on repairing our body and mind
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| When we really should have just spent time
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| Fuck a legacy
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| I’ma go live my life
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| Peace |