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Legacy Blaze 1 by Notsee

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Legacy Blaze 1

Hip-Hop,male vocals

0:003:28
Lyrics
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**intro**
Yeah, trust me, I’m the one they can’t replace,
Carved my name in the game, left a permanent trace.
From the trenches to the top, I’ve been settin’ the tone,
King forever, now the crown’s my home.
Rip, rip, rip, let the legacy live,
**Chorus**
I'm the one who always gets it locked in,
Ain’t a soul alive who could step in for me.
Learned some truths from the OGs back,
She might swear it’s love, but it’s cap, I see.
Don’t trust her words when she claim she ride,
Trust me, trust me.
I’m that dude, they salute me in the trenches,
Ain’t chasin’ no one else to hold the crown,
They all come to me ‘cause they know I’m legit,
Trust me.
I’m the one, job done, no slip,
No soul out here can match my grip.
OGs spit truth, I stack that quick,
Her love’s a lie, just a cheap lil’ trick.
Don’t trust her talk, she don’t ride, she dip,
Trust me, trust me.
King in the streets, they salute my drip,
No hunt for another, I’m the top of the list.
They flock to me ‘cause I’m built for this,
Trust me.
I’m the one, get the job done quick,
No one out here can cover my shift.
OGs dropped gems, I’m stackin’ the facts,
She say she love me, but it’s all an act.
Don’t buy her words, she don’t ride like that,
Trust me, trust me.
I’m the king, streets show me love,
No need for another, I’m the one they trust.
They all come through ‘cause they know I’m clutch,
Trust me.
**Verse 1**
Yeah, rest in peace
It’s been me and my day-ones since the jump.
Big homie put me on, showed me how to stunt,
Anybody cross him, they get dropped in a rush.
Got a bar for anybody tryna test the squad,
I’ve been playin’ cool, but don’t make me go hard.
Y’all don’t even know who you messin’ with, fam,
I’m a problem, winter, spring, or the summer jam.
On the grind, pullin’ numbers like a pop star,
Never miss a shot, I’m a cold sharpshooter.
Yeah, the crew know, we hold it down tight,
When the boss was gone, we kept the flame alight.
Snappin’ on every beat, I’m a beast with the pen,
Call came through like, “Yo, where you at, kin?”
I said, “Hold up, it’s our moment, let’s eat,”
Pulled up in a Ghost, now the game’s at my feet.
Loyal to the team ‘til the end of the line,
We the ones they waitin’ on, let ‘em try and decline.
Yeah. off the gate, I blaze,
Me and my dogs, we been settin’ the pace.
Big homie schooled me, showed me the code,
Cross him, get ghost, left cold on the road.
Bars for the opps, they test, they fold,
Stay calm, but I snap, let the thunder unload.
Who you messin’ with? Bet you don’t know,
Winter or heat, I’m the storm, I blow.
Numbers hit big, like a chart-top spin,
Every shot bangs, I don’t miss, I win.
Squad hold tight, never crack, no bend,
Boss dipped out,...