Yeah... Pull up knocking my own sh** Cup of drank, and a Reeses Pieces I don't f** with leases If I'm behind the wheel I own it Bad b**h and she gotta be sitting on grown men Tell me what the f** you want from me If you ain't talking about no money get the f** off my phone then Jacker run up on me, I'm a blow your dome in Even though I got a C on my back, and my card gotta be on his back But we still get along then I always look like "please leave me the f** alone then..." n***as excited wanna get a picture, but really be trying to getcha f**ing with me, I bet they gon dead before the song end I started this singing and rapping sh** way back in 96' Just me and Bone Thugs and Harmony and Klondike Kat who else that's it 19 years later still running on this Rap A Lot lawn Rappers Yes I'm running that So many haters on my way every day Every time I get an opportunity they jump in front of that Sold my Bentley I had to get another one If I don't do no shows I'm gonna suffer some These men just always be trippin I'm a do it myself f** trying to find another one I see smiley faces, but behind smiley faces They be so evil So if you see me in public don't run up on me homie f** you and f** your people Legendary is my middle name The realest ever is my boulevard I can do nothing with no pocket change I fear no man I only fear my Lord This one for my real G's throwing up your hood This one for my real G's diamonds up against the wood This one for my real G's coming down looking good And this one for my real G's I'm way too real for them and that's why they can't feel me I was ready to give up the rap game And pick up a kilo of c**aine I don't think y'all really hear me If you a weak a** n***a don't bring none of that damn near me I'm the muthaf**ing man around here You don't need no glances You don't even need a shot of Visine to see it clearly I know you don't wanna see me living swell Lay down a muthaf**er coz I'm having a ball You wanna see me in a living hell This lil n***a named Sam think he live like me Put his b**h a** in a hospital He won't survive like me They say they love God, they really love Satan Yes they sold they soul, guess they got tired of waiting Just coz you ain't' signed right now That don't mean you ain't never gonna sign All you had to do is keep on praying Pants so tight boy you need to be ashamed Legs looking like a man with the legs of a Great Dane No sweat suit model a** n***a you a lame You's a b**h, in my book I'm a call you Jane Hard as a muthaf**er on your album cover huh Catch yo a** in real life and you ain't' f**ing with a brother huh That's why I bought yo a** a Chevrolet While I be on corners in that Bently Coupe like every day Ro tha Vandross They put a hit on me But I don't really give a sh** homie I got more than just that 45th on me And I'm knocking all y'all haters down like dominos Legendary is my middle name The realest ever is my boulevard I can do nothing with no pocket change I fear no man I only fear my Lord This one for my real G's throwing up your hood This one for my real G's diamonds up against the wood This one for my real G's coming down looking good And this one for my real G's