Living Legend

Lyrics

[Intro: TrDee] (Ayo, Mark A) Mark on the beat, you know I gotta trip on this bitch, fuck it Hey [Verse: TrDee] Everybody take a L, keep your head up Told bro stop runnin' 'bout these hoes, get your bread up Only thing she do is trip, I know you fed up If they ask you who the coldest group, I hope you said us (ShittyBoyz) They hate to see us shinin' like a bald head I hate dick suckers, wish they was all dead [?] type of money, I could shop until the mall dead I don't care what you heard, tell me what y'all said Hope you told him that he trippin' and lame as hell Take another shot, I know the liquor bring you out your shell I know some niggas couldn't wait to see my niggas fail Up that big bitch and let it sing, pullin' out Adele [?], I'm in a fishbowl like Mysterio Catch a couple plays before you even make your cereal (No cap) I be really talkin' spicy, you don't hear me, though Try one of mines, you might as well arrange your funeral They tryna block my shine, stop my cameo (Damn) I was at the bottom just like [?] Got an OnlyFans, postin' nudes, she a sexy ho Had to branch out 'cause niggas didn't want to let me grow On the road to riches, fuck what's in the rearview (No cap) You got a body like a Benz, I'm tryna steer you It's a bad feeling when you broke when the bills due If I want his bitch, I DM her, let me steal you (Come here) I'm playin', I won't go breakin' up a happy home When you down bad, I bet you nobody call your phone Feel like Marv and Harry, I'ma slide when she home alone Think it's kinda crazy they don't show love until you gone [Interlude: TrDee] It's fucked up They don't show love until you dead, bro Rappers [?] they don't post these niggas 'til they dead That shit fucked up No cap, that's why i'm tryna be a livin' legend Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy [Verse 2: TrDee & BabyTron] I was scammin' grannies 2016 She gon' hold you if you say "Hi", like my bitch mean Stan sniper hall of fame, shot so green Fah-fah-fah, left him leanin' like some codeine (Fuck) Made it through the rain, pop some champagne Your bitch say your dick weak and you so lame (Ha) Don't follow other people, get your own lane She gon' fuck 'cause I'm a ShittyBoy, don't need no gang (ShittyBoyz) Hands in the air if you get into it Baby, it ain't no love here, I don't fuck with Cupid I'm a ShittyBoy, but this ain't shitty music Bitch threw the neck like she was dumb 'cause she went super stupid (Shit) Fuck, I hate to be explicit I just got a say somethin' about it 'cause I really live it (I do) Don't say you caught I body 'cause I know you didn't Had to cut a couple bitches off 'cause they was always trippin' Like who the fuck got time for that? If you ever throw a punch, I hope you bought a strap Told her turn around, I'm Soulja Boy, I'ma make it clap If you ever talk down on us, don't reach for no dap (Shit!) Damn, TrDee BabyTron checkin' in Extra butter, light salt