Legendary Rap by KIU Lyrics
[Intro]
(Uh, Yeah, Uh)
[Verse 1]
Skatin' Through My Hood Bout To Roll Me Some Reefa (Reefa)
A Stack Of Tens Poke Out My Pocket, My Wallet A Visa
I’m Just Walkin' Through The Garden Hello and Good Evening
Catch Me Yellin' From The Floor Tellin' Melo Play Defense (Uh)
They Not Really Ready I Ball For Two Seasons (Uh)
Tryna Touch A Mil Tryna Lay Up In Sweden (Uh)
Shit Is Really Real Niggas Die For No Reason (Uh)
I Can’t Trust A Soul I Can’t Fuck With You Leaches (Leaches)
We Be Out Here In The Field Can’t Make Plays In The Bleachers
Ridin' With The Cash Made It All Off Of Features
Dippin' Through They Block Hoping All Of Them See Us
Puttin' That Purple In My Lungs Gettin' Baked Like Anita (Yea)
I Can’t Cop A Kia My Bitch Is A Diva (Diva)
What’s A Hustler With A Hustle To Underachievers? (Achievers)
Took My Punches Never Fumbled They Cannot Believe It
Gettin' Brain and Countin' Hundreds I Feel Like A Genius
[Break]
Either You Work Hard For It Or You Don't Work Hard For It
It Don't Come Easy, In Life You Have To Work
Either, You Have To Be The Shark Of The Ocean Or The Fish Of The Ocean
Alright Now We Have To Be The Shark, Takeover Everything
[Verse 2]
I Just Push A Benzo, A Clip With Extendo (Skrrt)
I’m Just Tryna Eat Like I’m Zeke In The End Zone
He Got That Poo Poo Shit Hold Weight Like It’s Shaq At The Free Throw
Pussy I Need Those Now I Think I’m The Shit Like I'm Nino
I Play The Game Like The Game Got A Cheat Code
I Tote That Cinco Shoot A Rapper and Blame That Perico
I Run The Town, I Am The Man, I’m In My Sweatpants (Uh)
I Hold It Down, I Get A Tan, I Just Keep Runnin' Them Bands, Up
My Niggas Totin' Them Cans Bruh
They Pour A Foe In The Fanta
You Friend Or Foe Get Ya Head Bust
I Need A Model In Mansion, She Snortin' Coke Like A Stanza
I Just Get Top While I Smoke A Wood
He Said It’s Static What's Really Good
I Let Him Have It In Any Hood
He Tryna Run and He Really Should
We Got The Drop and We Hoppin' Out
Stick On My Waist Like What’s Poppin' Now?
He Try To Skate Then We Chop Him Down
That Side Is Fake and They Jackin' Styles
Not With The Games I Ain’t Crackin' Smiles (Woo)
Wear All My Jewels When I Run The Town
Don't Get Me Confused With The Run Arounds
[Outro]
Confused With The Runner Up
Fuck Boys and The Such and Such
They Really Wish They Was One Of Us
They Really Think That They Can Fuck With Us? (Fuck With Us?, What?, What?, What?)
They Really Think That They Can Fuck With Us? (What?, Who?)
(Uh, Yeah, Uh)
[Verse 1]
Skatin' Through My Hood Bout To Roll Me Some Reefa (Reefa)
A Stack Of Tens Poke Out My Pocket, My Wallet A Visa
I’m Just Walkin' Through The Garden Hello and Good Evening
Catch Me Yellin' From The Floor Tellin' Melo Play Defense (Uh)
They Not Really Ready I Ball For Two Seasons (Uh)
Tryna Touch A Mil Tryna Lay Up In Sweden (Uh)
Shit Is Really Real Niggas Die For No Reason (Uh)
I Can’t Trust A Soul I Can’t Fuck With You Leaches (Leaches)
We Be Out Here In The Field Can’t Make Plays In The Bleachers
Ridin' With The Cash Made It All Off Of Features
Dippin' Through They Block Hoping All Of Them See Us
Puttin' That Purple In My Lungs Gettin' Baked Like Anita (Yea)
I Can’t Cop A Kia My Bitch Is A Diva (Diva)
What’s A Hustler With A Hustle To Underachievers? (Achievers)
Took My Punches Never Fumbled They Cannot Believe It
Gettin' Brain and Countin' Hundreds I Feel Like A Genius
[Break]
Either You Work Hard For It Or You Don't Work Hard For It
It Don't Come Easy, In Life You Have To Work
Either, You Have To Be The Shark Of The Ocean Or The Fish Of The Ocean
Alright Now We Have To Be The Shark, Takeover Everything
[Verse 2]
I Just Push A Benzo, A Clip With Extendo (Skrrt)
I’m Just Tryna Eat Like I’m Zeke In The End Zone
He Got That Poo Poo Shit Hold Weight Like It’s Shaq At The Free Throw
Pussy I Need Those Now I Think I’m The Shit Like I'm Nino
I Play The Game Like The Game Got A Cheat Code
I Tote That Cinco Shoot A Rapper and Blame That Perico
I Run The Town, I Am The Man, I’m In My Sweatpants (Uh)
I Hold It Down, I Get A Tan, I Just Keep Runnin' Them Bands, Up
My Niggas Totin' Them Cans Bruh
They Pour A Foe In The Fanta
You Friend Or Foe Get Ya Head Bust
I Need A Model In Mansion, She Snortin' Coke Like A Stanza
I Just Get Top While I Smoke A Wood
He Said It’s Static What's Really Good
I Let Him Have It In Any Hood
He Tryna Run and He Really Should
We Got The Drop and We Hoppin' Out
Stick On My Waist Like What’s Poppin' Now?
He Try To Skate Then We Chop Him Down
That Side Is Fake and They Jackin' Styles
Not With The Games I Ain’t Crackin' Smiles (Woo)
Wear All My Jewels When I Run The Town
Don't Get Me Confused With The Run Arounds
[Outro]
Confused With The Runner Up
Fuck Boys and The Such and Such
They Really Wish They Was One Of Us
They Really Think That They Can Fuck With Us? (Fuck With Us?, What?, What?, What?)
They Really Think That They Can Fuck With Us? (What?, Who?)