Legend - C5

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

2017 and we gone still be finessing

Put the family first and everything else is second

Got a bad red bone look like she came straight from Heaven

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

Got a bad red bone look like she came straight from Heaven

Bad red bone look like she came from the gates

And she foreign that mean she ain’t from the States

Like she paralyzed stay in her place

Take Patron shots straight to the face

Still bad when she take it off

But I bank at chase I don’t chase broads

Not C (Nazi) like Adolph

Iron on me like I play golf

But naw n***a I don’t play at all

Couple homeboys switch sides

All good that’s they loss

Got Offset but I’m back on like Quavo

Finna Takeoff, with my Migos

I stay ready like pre-rolls

I get dough (door) like peep holes

That girl curved my steelo

Now she easy like free throws

I get my way, Carlito

She cook me rice and spring rolls

I eat good then I beat those

Right out of the frame

Your n***a a lame, ain’t from where he claim

Hollow tips in my thang, case you wanna get brave

I’m making hits like the braves, they be riding my waves

I need O’s in the safe, and I like them glazed

And if God strike me down today

Bet my girl still never leave

She can go and find another man

But she’ll never find another me

Drink the margarita on the rocks

Still boy ain’t nothing sweet

I’m the «answer» like the number 3

…don't «question» it

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

2017 and we gone still be finessing

Put the family first and everything else is second

Got a bad red bone look like she came straight from Heaven

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

I could die today an I’ma still be a legend

Got a bad red bone look like she came straight from Heaven

I’ma legend, you a hater

We are not friends nor related

She calling me a stranger

Just mean she wanna get acquainted

And damn she look amazing

That pussy so good I was late to graduation

Had the stinky finger at the ceremony

Things only getting better for me

Every single thing we do she go tell her homies

And that’s why they always checking for me

I just hit the Harlem shake when the devil on me

Gotta keep it funky never phony

If you ever think of taking this metal on me

I’ma set it off like I’m Stoney, yea

Street muscle but I’m boney, yea

Need yams Macaroni, yea

Baby boy like I’m Jody, yea

Used to beef with my step pops

But now that n***a like my homie, yea

In the house make the bed rock

Neighbors can’t sleep cause my shorty, yea

She gone order up a red-box and some pizza for me

If I’m hungry, yea

I wear the pants and the t shirt

And the socks, shoes and draws too

She dreaded up like Lauryn Hill

But she thick as f**k like Badu

I could of made it to the NBA

Got post game and I’m tall too

And all my homies had hoops dreams

They don’t play no more but they all shoot

G-O-D that’s my dude

Blessings always fall through

Girls love me like I’m Ja Rule

Got a red bone but her eyes blue

And when she ask me if I want some head

That’s the only time I’m saying I do, yea