Ursa - Legacy lyrics

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Ursa - Legacy lyrics

[Intro] Yo, I'm thankful for everything I've been given A sick producer, shout out to Adam Fishman My big brother Michael Finn All the features on the tape You know who you are My fam Aight, let's get it [Verse] Ugh, when I die, I hope to leave a legacy What if I don't? Thoughts like this often enter me I could be a around for a century But did I really do enough to last inside your memories? For now, I'm just tryna grow Late nights with the pen and paper, that's when time moves slow Time moves fast, when we on the road Like we runnin sprints in the gym, homie, back and forth Got no time for nothin, not family, not friends, or sports Sometimes I wonder what I started rappin for Then I remember why, and who I'm motivated by I see you cuz', and I know you see me from the sky Look at how I've grown, I'm hopin that I bring you pride Spittin all this in the booth for you so teary-eyed Two tapes later and I couldn't feel greater Not workin for the cheese, tryna get through like a grater So every track I snap, attack it like an alligator Halfway through this fight, but Ali's always greater, yeah Flow hotter than May Weather, but I prefer July Young B buzzin, bout sting ya from behind Started on the side but I aimed to be more than just that guy Since mom and pops told me that I wasn't really average For 18 years, I didn't understand it That they weren't naggin, rather braggin, bout my talents That I could be a star like an asterisk And now I ride momentum like Ricky Bobby rode ballads Oh, Yeah Yeah If you're not first, you're last ‘Fore you burst, you gotta crash Cuz you really gotta fail, 'fore you ever getta pa** Six years tryna make a hit, now I'm boutta smack Make it with my brothers, crackle, pop, and snap From the Chi, felt the Heat, no Lebron never left the Cavs Carryin the city with my feet, feelin like a champ Ah Yeah No crown, no king, no rings, but I exceed your expectations I'm not fit for this game, Stephen Curry, I'm an ankle breakin Game changin MC Stickin with my sound and my people, yeah, we still hangin Yeah, one man can change the world, and it can take a good time But I got hope for my tape like the day Sean looked me in the eye and took mine Man, anything can happen I swear, anything can happen [Nona] Trust me, Barry If you stick to it I'll take a bet with you We'll bet 500 That you make it That's how confident I am that you make it

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