Legacy Testo

(Gotti)
“I’ll always be me, I’ll always be a one-of-a-kind, ‘til the day I die”
“I haven’t changed, they’d love me to change
‘Til the day they carry down the fucking bodybag”
(Berner)
Cash trying to reach me, I’m blind to the bullshit
Stevie, Wonder why they all so greedy
Pussy, Money, Weed
I’m slapping young Weezy
Go, I could move a thousand bags easy If they 464 you know I grab them from the top
No smokin’ on the way back, until we make the drop
I threw the chef a stack, tonight I wanted Greek
And a six-bedroom home, I just flew in for a week
They trеat me like royalty but loyalty is rare
Dissolvеd another partnership
And I don’t even care (I don’t give a fuck)
Fuck drama, more commas
Fried fish at Katanas, Fresh batch of Berny-hanas
I’m thinking in a sauna, and playing Frank Sinatra
Before we sit down, you gon’ have to make an offer
I chase M’s like I used to chase a hundred K
I told little homies put the guns away
They roam the streets like a runaway
You never touch the cake
I’m old school like my OGs out in Queens
Money bustin’ out e’ry pocket in my jeans
Protect your energy, eye on my enemies
Crib with amenities, all of this was meant to be
No one will ever be, two steps ahead of me, nah- They ain’t fucking with my Legacy
(Nah, nah)
They ain’t fucking with my Legacy
(Nah, nah)
They ain’t fucking with my Legacy

It’s Splash City and I ain’t talking ‘bout Steph
It’s the glass on the street from the windows that they bipp’d
Half a million shipped, I should’ve got a plaque
These are all triple sealed, we don’t do the double wrap
It’s funny how they think that we’re in the same league
You’re looking at the owner, all them teams play for me
You can't compare, my accomplishments are rare
Split the profit down the middle, business savvy but I’m fair
Three karat [?] my pinky cause a glare
We doin’ great over here, how you living over there?
Dior from the feet up, today I’m looking clean
2k for the shirt, shine on Uncle T
I’m the one they want to be, but they wouldn’t last a day
Walking in my shoes, custom pair of J’s
I’m out in Central Bay, on my way to bag a tell
I’m soaking up the view, Im glad he didn’t tell
This life will burn you out my energy is goal
My eyes on my enemies, this shit is getting old
Good dude, but my heart is getting cold (brr)
Pressure makes diamonds, and Been will never fold
Protect your energy, eye on my enemies
Crib with amenities, all this was meant to be
No one will ever be, two steps ahead of me, nah-
They ain’t fucking with my Legacy
(Nah, nah)
They ain’t fucking with my Legacy
(Nah, nah)
They ain’t fucking with my Legacy