The only things that's left to do is just to do it
Don't wanna toot my horn, but hey, I'm the manure
Used to fertilize these feeble minds
Cuz the ones who getting signed would rather see em paralyzed
Not physically because that dance move a dollar sign
Preaching equality, less hate, love life
But ironically they living low and dying high
Lost a legend, mac, a year ago to suicide
My goal in life is not to gain a thousand likes
No matter the price - they offer
Legacy's the only name I'm attaching to my daughter
Or my son, show em what they can become
Life may nip at you, remember baby, this a marathon
What started as a hobby, with some friends just for fun
Was wood we added to the fire, all of sudden, there's a buzz
I've been at it for awhile, bout as long as Pippy Long
Casket 6 feet underneath the only way that I'll be done
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
They only want what's comfortable, I'm not surprised, that's pretty typical
Identity's all identical
Me changing up is cynical
But see, I'm all about the principle
State of the game is critical -
Condition, they just chasing fame, but see I'm all about the mission
They call TV reality, I promise you it's fiction
I'm cut a little different
Abandon True Religion, moved to Levi's, they don't get it
Jesus came for all; eating dinner with the sinner
You eat differently from what you feed your Twitter readers
I love God, but hear the hook, you probably think I'm Peter
Keep the word at the hip, strapped like a desert eagle
Met my popz once and start calling me the sequel
Now I gotta win a ring without the diesel
Just stay tuned, more to come, I'm just giving out a preview
Of the confidence you walk in when finally find you
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
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The only things that's left to do is just to do it
Don't wanna toot my horn, but hey, I'm the manure
Used to fertilize these feeble minds
Cuz the ones who getting signed would rather see em paralyzed
Not physically because that dance move a dollar sign
Preaching equality, less hate, love life
But ironically they living low and dying high
Lost a legend, mac, a year ago to suicide
My goal in life is not to gain a thousand likes
No matter the price - they offer
Legacy's the only name I'm attaching to my daughter
Or my son, show em what they can become
Life may nip at you, remember baby, this a marathon
What started as a hobby, with some friends just for fun
Was wood we added to the fire, all of sudden, there's a buzz
I've been at it for awhile, bout as long as Pippy Long
Casket 6 feet underneath the only way that I'll be done
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
They only want what's comfortable, I'm not surprised, that's pretty typical
Identity's all identical
Me changing up is cynical
But see, I'm all about the principle
State of the game is critical -
Condition, they just chasing fame, but see I'm all about the mission
They call TV reality, I promise you it's fiction
I'm cut a little different
Abandon True Religion, moved to Levi's, they don't get it
Jesus came for all; eating dinner with the sinner
You eat differently from what you feed your Twitter readers
I love God, but hear the hook, you probably think I'm Peter
Keep the word at the hip, strapped like a desert eagle
Met my popz once and start calling me the sequel
Now I gotta win a ring without the diesel
Just stay tuned, more to come, I'm just giving out a preview
Of the confidence you walk in when finally find you
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
Don't wanna toot my horn, but hey, I'm the manure
Used to fertilize these feeble minds
Cuz the ones who getting signed would rather see em paralyzed
Not physically because that dance move a dollar sign
Preaching equality, less hate, love life
But ironically they living low and dying high
Lost a legend, mac, a year ago to suicide
My goal in life is not to gain a thousand likes
No matter the price - they offer
Legacy's the only name I'm attaching to my daughter
Or my son, show em what they can become
Life may nip at you, remember baby, this a marathon
What started as a hobby, with some friends just for fun
Was wood we added to the fire, all of sudden, there's a buzz
I've been at it for awhile, bout as long as Pippy Long
Casket 6 feet underneath the only way that I'll be done
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
They only want what's comfortable, I'm not surprised, that's pretty typical
Identity's all identical
Me changing up is cynical
But see, I'm all about the principle
State of the game is critical -
Condition, they just chasing fame, but see I'm all about the mission
They call TV reality, I promise you it's fiction
I'm cut a little different
Abandon True Religion, moved to Levi's, they don't get it
Jesus came for all; eating dinner with the sinner
You eat differently from what you feed your Twitter readers
I love God, but hear the hook, you probably think I'm Peter
Keep the word at the hip, strapped like a desert eagle
Met my popz once and start calling me the sequel
Now I gotta win a ring without the diesel
Just stay tuned, more to come, I'm just giving out a preview
Of the confidence you walk in when finally find you
Went from being Nick who was nice on the sticks
If you was 6'5, you & Crae could be twins
Only way you lose, you don't see it as a win
Well, I found my own lane, they ain't gotta let me in
Knock, Knock, kicking down ya front door
Tell everybody home, I want all the smoke
Writer: Darius Richardson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid