Legendary lyrics

[Intro: DJ Holiday and Dave East]
Let me fix my motherf*cking crown, n*gga
Knock a little dust off this b*tch
DJ Holiday
Dave East
King of Harlem
For all you n*ggas that hated
This yo' karma, n*gga
Uh
Started with nothing, now I'm up in Neiman's with 20 bands
I did the Raddison and we dried the coke with the ceiling fan
I got the drop on my target, my n*ggas was marching on Million Man
I'm up in Harlem with all of my diamonds...

[Verse: Dave East]
Uh
Started with nothing, now I'm up in Neiman's with 20 bands
I did the Raddison and we dried the coke with the ceiling fan
I got the drop on my target, my n*ggas was marching on Million Man
I'm up in Harlem with all of my diamonds on feeling like Killa Cam
Tell every n*gga hating on me they could suck a di*k
They know I could f*ck they b*tch
I probably hit me a hundred licks
We was really in that Crown Vic
All I need me is a down b*tch
To take the product out of town quick
Can't be nervous, you around this
Louis got me wearing brown kicks
Looking like I stepped in dog sh*t
Bringing all my n*ggas on the road with me, I ain't chilling 'til we all rich
Nowadays, ain't gotta call chicks
Porsche drop with the fog tints
Jumping out of it like a frog do, kiss the plug wife when I walked in
I ain't got time for the talking
Killed them early, that's abortion
Everyday a n*gga fresh, looking like I stepped right up by the coffin
Told my driver back the Porsche in
You want a feature, can't afford it
I bet I f*ck her 'til the morning
This foreign like 100 horses
GG5 in the Backwood, got the car smelling like horse sh*t
All of my b*tches is gorgeous
VVS is sitting flawless
I popped two percs and I'm nauseous
I got your b*tch sitting court side
Fifty thousand to my lawyers the reason I'm sitting in court high
Karma
What goes around comes around, I hope you got some armor
Got yo' b*tch in Banihana, she tryna change me like Obama
Eyes on the Fendi monster, staring at you n*ggas staring at me
LV Supreme the bomb
Hot temper need the ganja
Most of my denim is Fear of God
Only thing I ever fear was God
It was so hard to go get it, y'all
If they had that powder, we get it hard
I ain't got beef with no rap n*gga
Say my name we gon' go get him robbed
Diamonds cold like when the heater off
You got some money, n*gga, we can talk
I don't even take a weekend off
Everyday feel like a holiday
I'm only f*cking with the legendary n*ggas, so I had to get with Holiday
I get the drop from a block away
You was that n*gga, but not today
I'm in for the change, you here for the fame, if you in the game, learn how to play
All gas we don't touch breaks
I wore Gucci for two months straight
12 pounds in a Mustang
Your hands never touched weight
Your hands never touched guap
Downtown on a dust block
Hear this blowin' if this truck stop
Two words, n*gga, "f*ck cops"
Catch you lackin' by the bus stop
Awaiting on your train, homie
Blue and whites askin' 'bout me in the streets, but they ain't got a thing on me
Just trappin' like they ain't on us
Not a day I step out and they ain't on me
This nut in my pocket enormous
State to state with the Glock while I'm touring
[Outro: DJ Holiday]
This that Karma sh*t
All you lil n*ggas move over, let the big dogs eat
It's the big dog table
You don't belong here
Dave East
sh*t
Holiday
East side of Harlem