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Legendary

Wale

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Vocals
Barbara Blake & The Uniques
Barbara Blake & The Uniques
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Davis
A. Davis
Songwriter
Bunny Sigler
Bunny Sigler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wale
Wale
Executive Producer
Ghazi Hourani
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Recording Engineer
DJ Toomp
DJ Toomp
Producer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Executive Producer
Tal Miller
Tal Miller
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Chopper the don with it, I wrote lyrics They ain't grossing a million, liquid don't form an opinion I'm sort of a genius, nothing short of a legend Sort of Tommy Lasorda The way I'm sorting these pitchers Pitchers whatever, f-ck it my speech is off Weekend trip to wherever, only heaven is far Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars Jordan 4 seated floorside sittin with mobs Only fear is mediocrity Every time I got a beat I feel like I don't gotta sleep You keep praying on your break, I hope you got a sling Shot for all them shots coming out them beaks Sort of like Socrates and a prodigy You can't kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer teams People f-ckin' with me, they ain't f-ckin with you Lyrically sup hmm being generous too I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room Made some moves, now I'm known to spit December to June Rented a coupe – cool – met me a chick Always keep a rubber, word to telling your kids If you gon do what you gon do, go handle your biz Or smoke some purp take a Percocet and Xanax and chill For real, you real then I don't need to say it It's something to be great, it's nothing to be famous. F-ck fame, f-ck money F-ck everything anyone can take from me It ain't hard to make money We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary F-ck fame, f-ck money F-ck everything anyone can take from me It ain't hard to make money We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary Zoning my 2nd bottle, focused still on tomorrow 'So what thoughts' keep me anxious, Moet gon' keep me calmer Poetry keep her honest, these readings Stevie could draw up Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking And you know you run shit when they pay you good for walk-ins Failure is not an option, success is just a process Say "yes" one time they use you, say "no" one time they plotting Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress End some friendships with homies, made some haters with albums Limitations for cowards, this is Shay mixed with Malcolm This is anti Mark McGuire it takes patience for power Zoning my 6 -rillo legendaries forever Roll a nigga that lala – that's how I play the -mello Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you And I know my haters want to make my heart beat acapella Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper Cause I hella copped em so I could be way flyer than all them I Aspire for awesome and require some flossing Only way they gon listen, find it highly unfortunate Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a Porsche Tryna see if I get my critics as silent as auctions I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and I caught her Don't always fuck me good, I'm just too cheap to divorce her F-ck fame, f-ck money F-ck everything anyone can take from me It ain't hard to make money We young niggas, we just tryna be legendary
Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Bunny Sigler, Aldrin Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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