Legacy
[1st Verse]
Fuck what you thought
Rapping to blacken my skin
It’s the passion within that be driving this pen
My lead on the sheet I repeat to the beat
And I’m striving to win
It’s the captain again
Swerving on that cold coast
That Saint-Laurent, that showboat
Ah so dope
Chiseling stone with this vigorous tone
My words living on when the vision is gone
Fuck a fountain of youth, I be drowning in truth
That I shout in the booth
Spitting wisdom left my mouth with a tooth
Asking for more than the platinum and gold
If the albums I sold won’t give back to my soul
Like a smack to the old
Then I’m stopping, it’s over like damn
Lost sight of the plan
Where is my legacy? Where are my fans?
If not in the future, this music’s a tumor
Tell the doctor I might need a few grams
(need a few grams)
Heard you talk, I ain’t ask for
Words like chalk on a blackboard
‘Cause I’ll never fade away like the faces they place for sale on their tabloids
[Hook x2]
Shit I’m living forever
Still hearing dead stars, my best bars, my stellar

[Bridge]
My voice might die but the echoes immortal
I put my mental and morals
In tempos and vocals
Shit, My voice might die but the echoes immortal

[2nd Verse]
I ain’t trying to be another nigga that dies and is forgotten
6 feet deep in a coffin, rotting
Lease the beat just to blossom, plotting
To take over the fucking throne
The stakeholder taking it home
Eyes on the prize, I ain’t biting no styles
I go fire for fire, a king to the bone
And I’m Zoning
Time is my goddamn opponent
Striving to extend the moment
When the time passes
Will I live on when I lie in ashes?
Through the impact of their wine glasses
Shit, Toast to the gods
More lines on my mind than the oldest of logs
My nigga I’m taking control of the odds
[Hook x2]