LEGIT

I'm in the D, baby What up though? Take a look at all this ice on You know me, I go ghetto gold every time DJ Drama Nobody wanna be like you when they get older In the club, tag teaming bottles, being dick holders It's lonely at the top, but you won't know 'cause you ain't built for it My son spoiled, don't like nothin' else but Rick Owens Billionaire ties, got a sponsor by Rihanna Four band bag, it say Loro Piana In one night, I used to make twenty-six thousand I don't wanna hear a sentence you won't add another comma Drake, tell Canada I'm tryna be a citizen Let me set up shop, it's right across the street from Michigan Shopping spree pay, I'm 'bout to come and scoop Christian I'm 'bout to have a reppin' summer set trippin ' Still support the Pistons even though they ain't been winning though I don't get the name 'cause everybody seen me in the Ghost F*ck mancala, I got marble on the kitchen floor Need a chandelier and hang my chain on the ceiling, ho I live the life of a queenpin, cameras on the crib (Gangsta) Trackers on the whip, forty-one millimeter wrist Rose bottles for my clique, whole team rich You would think I got it off the bricks, but I went legit I live the life of a queenpin, cameras on the crib Trackers on the whip, forty-one millimeter wrist Rose bottles for my clique, whole team rich You would think I got it off the bricks, but I went legit (shout out to Payroll) (Gangsta) I'm legit, but they think that's a load of shit 'Cause my kit worth a load of bricks, went from broke to rich Wanted me a 'Vette, bought one and now I'm over it Bought the Benz, but this winter I might Rover it Tell that ho, "Get over it," I found myself a colder bitch Her watch tell you that her nigga really sold some shit How I talk, you could tell a nigga know some shit Can't show your face around your city 'cause you owe some shit Moving by the hundreds, Cuban by the hundred, pistol by the stomach Gotta move right when you gettin' money Shooters got a budget, guards when I'm in public, this the price of fame Really this what come with when a nigga crib your diamond chain I used to send yams out in Canada, now I got fans out in Canada Boy, that shit make believe, I can't be a fan of ya Been fuckin' up the game for a while, I got stamina (got stamina) I live the life of a queenpin, cameras on the crib Trackers on the whip, forty-one millimeter wrist Rose bottles for my clique, whole team rich You would think I got it off the bricks, but I went legit I live the life of a queenpin, cameras on the crib Trackers on the whip, forty-one millimeter wrist Rose bottles for my clique, whole team rich You would think I got it off the bricks, but I went legit (Gangsta Grizzillz)