Top of the dome with it, all wrote in lyricsThey ain't gross in a million, liquid don't form an opinionI'm sort of a genius, nothing's sort of a legendSort of Tommy Lasorda, the way I'm sorting these picturesPictures, whatever, f***ing my speeches offWe can trip into whatever, only heaven is farMetaphors in every color, these indelible barsJordan 4, see the floor side, sitting with MarsOnly fears, mediocrities, the hurry time I gotta beatI feel like I don't gotta sleepYou keep praying on your break, I hope you got a slingShot for all them shots coming out them beatsI'm sort of like Socrates in a prodigyYou can't kick it, your pocket's thinner than SocratesPeople f***ing with me, they ain't f***ing with youLyrically top, mm-hmm, me and generous tooI remember a n***a demo, just sit in the roomMake some moves, now I'm known to spit DecemberIn June, I'm known to spit DecemberIn June, rented a coupe, cool, met me a chickAlways keep a rubber, work the telly and kidsIf you gon' do it, you gon' do it, go hand in your beersOr smoke some f***, take a f***ing chillBut real, you real, then you don't need to say itIt's something to be great, it's nothing to be famousIt's a f***ing fame, f***ing moneyIt's a f***ing dirty thing anyone can take from meIt ain't hard to make moneyWe young n***as, we just trying to beLegendary blockchain contextWe just trying to beWe just tryna beLegendary blockchain contextIt ain't hard to make moneyWe just trying to beLegendary blockchain contextWe just tryna beLegendary blockchain contextTry and be lovedTry and be lovedWe try and be lovedYeah, zone in my second bottleFocus still on tomorrowSober thoughts keep me anxiousMy way gon' keep me calmerPoetry keepin' honestThese readings Stevie could draw upDon't see this deeper than musicDon't hear it but feel the offerI don't hear no talkin'We just hear them barkin'And you know you runWhen they pay you good for walkin'This failure is not an optionSuccess is just a processSay yes one time, they use youSay no one time, they plot youDidn't make it through collegeStill debatin' my progressIn some friendships with homiesMade some haters with albumsLimitations for cowardsThis is Shay Mix with MalcolmThis is N.T. Mark McGuireIt takes patience for powerZone in my six relloLegendaries foreverRollin', get that la-laThat's how I play ZamelloN.T. is plottin' against youHate you but never tell youAnd I know my haters wanna make my heart beat a cappellaHelluva proper, my garment is propellerOf time, I'ma make my heart beat a cappellaCause the hella cop themSo I can be way flyer than all of themI aspire for awesomeThat requires some flossin'Only way they gon' listenFindin' highly unfortunateTryna see if real lyrics pittin'Can't buy me a PorscheTryna see if I get my criticsAs silent as auctionsI decided to boss upLife's a bitch and I caught herDon't always f*** me goodI'm just too cheap to divorce herSo f*** fameAnd f*** moneyAnd f*** everything anyone can take from meIt ain't hardTo make a livingTo make moneyA young n***aI'm just tryin' be legendaryHuh?Tryna beI'm just tryin' beI'm just tryin' beI'm just tryin' be legendaryF*** fameF*** moneyAnd f*** everything anyone can take from meIt ain't hardTo make moneyA young n***aI'm just tryin' be legendaryLordTryna beLordUhI'm just tryna be legendarySo f*** fameAnd f*** moneyF*** everything anyone can take from youIt ain't hardTo make moneyA young n***aI'm just tryin' beHuh?LyricistWriterThis pieceAnd now you're jinnin'Rid with your band-aidsMaybe, maybe.Maybach poetic genius.Maybe.Maybe.Maybach poetic genius.Maybe.Maybe.Maybe.Maybe.Maybe.Maybach poetic genius.Maybe.Maybe.Maybe.Maybach poetic genius.Maybe.Maybach poetic genius.you