FowL - Livin Like A Legend lyrics

[Intro] Young n***a doin' it, I be in the hood Keep sh** poppin' like Roxy in the hood I do it for the hood, cause my family's in the hood I got the juice, I go hammy in the hood [Verse] I be the ugly motherf**er, Detroit what I'm reppin' Bring the presence of a educated D-boy when I step in Whole lot of talkin', that's writers askin' questions While I'm leffin' hazy clouds grabbin' lighters for my sessions Forty I'm so OE, twenty four blunts I'm Kobe Get nasty like Sobe, I'm from the side they don't see But n***as can't expose me, in this business can't control me Got ten million waitin' on me, lately all my haters lonely Hella people wantin' Fowl, love you but I'm tied up Heard they said I'm watered down, but they dust you when you dried up I'mma pour my cup 'til it's all gone I be really online, bruh, you just logged on, man f** is ya'll talkin' 'bout, who the f** your references Keep it hood with your mans, loosen up your etiquette Let my pants sag, used to have a damn rag To the hood start picking sides and, carry mags I'm the bad a** good guy, smoke 'til I look high Good weed, good high, good week then it's "goodbye" Then I'm back to NY, I'm crossing that bridge too Washington Bridge, the city rocked when he slid through That Detroit kid cool, you peek what he into You see what these kids do rather frequently, didn't you? And if the blogs don't blog, then it's "f** 'em all," And if the broads don't slaw, then it's "f** 'em all!" Rap, live, love, bullsh** under all Cause it's all raw sh**, I just cut 'em off Yeah I'm crispy, but how crispy do I come across? Keep it funky man, hot breath, I just want to floss Get a picture of some real n***as out Detroit I start expanding once some real n***as got the point Big dog blunts, and you little n***as got the joints Put some hair on your chest, little n***a drop your voice Swear to God, motherf**ers is shook I swear to God, you as tough as you look, and you a coloring book I fly straight, but I f** with them crooks My mindstate like hundreds of books, you think twice n***a [Outro](2x) To my hood, stand up, cause your man's on 'Bout to go OT and bring them bands home Livin' like a legend on my headstone Livin' like a legend on my headstone