Legacy

I sit back with a stack of paper with a vaper, misty clouds of minty vapor

Numbers on the calculator fly around the room, they went over the radar

They keep on goin’ up like elevators

I shoulda studied more, but teachers didn’t wanna pull me through the door

Do i care anymore? I guess i don’t, i’m a rapper now, all i do is write down to mourn

I never been no motherfucker beggin’

It’s all about the legacy, i wish i could wash up a new identity to be somebody rich

What kinda fucking music should i spit to be somebody rich

Should i be shootin’ some videos puckerin' my lips

Broken promises and jealousy

It’s like we live with felonies

And this money can turn your best friend into your enemy