Young Sam Jackson ft. Fp3 the Legend Lyrics

What the fuck you mean you ain't got the money yet?

Muthafucka, you best be coming up with my cash, or else, you know what I'm saying?

Fuck you, Jack (aye hold up a tad)

Nah get the fuck out the way (nah nah nah, squeeze that shit man)

What I'm supposed to be scared now cause you got a pistol, muthafucka?

I just spent five muthafucking years in the joint

I told you I'll pay your monkey ass when I feel like it

Better suck my dick

Suck on this, muthafucka *gunshots*

CHECK

Far Rock what up?

QU, AV, up in this muthafucka

HA! two-five do or die. And you see I got my brother with me

FP3. One and only nigga, yo (yo yo-yo yo)

From now on, I don't wanna smoke, but still I'm wanting all the smoke

Way too charismatic, made these goofies think I'm all for jokes

Still be taking shots, but these is aimed at ya medulla

They confused; How'd the straight edge punk become the ruler?

Ghetto genius, dirty nigga, you gon' die tryna wash me

Heard you was getting fly til it ended like kamikazes

I spot your tell, simply see these niggas bluffing

Take one quick look at my stomach, see I never ran from nothing

You know I'm eating good, that love in London got my pounds up

Young black king, go put my jewels the place they found Tut

Shooters in the Apple that the Knicks should've picked

Different type of two Ks if Snick pick up the sticks (brrlllttt)

I'm staying focused, on my grind, so I don't pour the fifth

But still make time, to fuck, a gorgeous bitch who look like Jorja Smith

Rappers is my sons, I promise, there won't be hugs

Abandon you. You come back? I promise there will be blood

Ayo, it's lights, camera, action. Want double what they passing

"Hi my name is such and such" yo who the fuck was asking?

Know ya role, player, we the ones that they be maxing

I keep my faction in everything like Sam Jackson

It's lights, camera, action. Want double what they passing

"Hi my name is such and such" yo who the fuck was asking? (Yo who the fuck was Asking?)

Know ya role, player, we the ones that they be maxing

I keep my faction in everything like Sam Jackson

Don't make me scream on you niggas like Sam Jackson (juuheard?)

Don't make me scream on you niggas like Sam Jackson

Don't make me scream on you niggas like Sam Jackson (yeah, FP3)

Don't make me scream on you niggas like Sam

Just a menace to society. Poppa tried to reside in me

But, these streets be tiring, snatching up my spirit

Took the energy from violence

Benoit to these cowards

I'll drop a headbutt off the ladder made for these titans

They thought the Legend was fable, unable, til he striked him

Say what again! Motherfucker, I'll end ya life quick

Just a shining light in the briefcase

Feel like Marcellus Wallace when Mia had a cheap date

Escaping death, needed wealth just to enter sweepstakes

Please wait. We need ya patience during delays

Just to ease pace

Needed the heat more than D-Wade

Oh for Pete's sake

This shit just steady grinding my gears

But when that wheel start to combust

I'll know my time was near

Never rust, I'm independent but not expiring still

The might is strong as the will

Flow like water be still

Cause when that bucket kicked over

No one was mopping the spill (nigga)

Ayo, it's lights, camera, action. Want double what they passing

"Hi my name is such and such" yo who the fuck was asking?

Know ya role, player, we the ones that they be maxing

I keep my faction in everything like Sam Jackson

It's lights, camera, action. Want double what they passing

"Hi my name is such and such" yo who the fuck was asking?

Know ya role, player, we the ones that they be maxing

I keep my faction in everything like Sam Jackson