*sound of money machine while the instrumental builds
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend x2
[Hook: Mista Fox]
Major money I'm lustin'
Game of life it's a must win
Old school but not Rustin'
Music now needs substance
Sk** get deals what I hope for
Roll up loud and I smoke more
Y'all are talking 'bout fox like it's folklore x2
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend
Streets want real they('re) beggin
Two gold chains times seven
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend x5
[Verse 1: Mista Fox]
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend. In everybody's eyes you rapunzel
I really got stacks word to bundles
Out of all raps not one's true
Describing their guns and Exotic Whips
And how they be textin' the hottest b**h?
Dudes was born rich or had scholarships!
But makin songs sayin they gotta flip?
Y'all don't make sense so acknowledge it, run up in ya crib where the nugs at?
Brag like "my custys they love that"
This real hip hop I'm above rap
Mention east coast I'm the crown j**el
You only record 'cause it sound cool
If ya lyrics good you're around fools
Who said y'all spittin' these clowns drool
I'd show ya my money you'd salivate
Still keep a product to allocate
Resourceful I floss too my style is great
Winning in life you can't challenge fate
This diamond watch ain't from an hourly rate
Had to sell Jane while I'm blazin
My pocket change look like your savings
Ask ya girl how my game it's amazing
Major money I'm lustin'
Game of life it's a must win
Old school but not Rustin'
Music now needs substance
Sk** get deals what I hope for
Roll up loud and I smoke more
Y'all are talking 'bout fox like it's folklore x2
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend
Streets want real they('re) beggin
Two gold chains times seven
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend x5
[Verse 2: Mista Fox]
My life, made my own rules
It's hard to stomach like cold gruel
Major money im Lustin I ain't Rustin but I'm old school
Fans wantin real, they beggin'
I know it 'cause I feel my brethren
With your fairytale appeal I'm a legend
Got bars can't conceal my weapon
2 gold chains times seven
Ropes on my neck; Nat Turner
Pullin' dimes and you gettin' fat burners
Shorty('s) body count like a ma** murder
You're commercial a** sheep that's Serta
Most of you average I'm past the best
Your money all singles like bachelorettes , my game is a cla**ic: ma** effect
I don't get funding like nasa gets
I make ends meet diplomatically
Stand in the trap with the bags of tree
You teenagers live off your dad's degree
Yet my outfit cost me a lavish fee
Who said I'm wearin' some phony rocks?
I keep more chains than my homies got
You fairytale rappers are goldilocks
Major money I'm lustin'
Game of life it's a must win
Old school but not Rustin'
Music now needs substance
Sk** get deals what I hope for
Roll up loud and I smoke more
Y'all are talking 'bout fox like it's folklore x2
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend
Streets want real they('re) beggin
Two gold chains times seven
You a fairytale n***a I'm a legend x5