Detroit Legends - G.T., Icewear Vezzo

Yeah

That shit crazy

Turn me up in the headphone

Ayy

Brrt

Brrt

Motion, ayy, yeah

Ayy

I’m a Detroit legend like I’m Juan or Blade

The home of rockin' Cartiers, whips slidin' on blades

If rap don’t work, I’m supplyin' the yay

Hit the road for thirty days, tryna find me a state

Back in grind mode, ramen noodles, no more steak

Fuck tryna buy the crib, I wanna buy the estate

I got a couple E’s sold, got pills on the road

Chillin' by the fireplace at the house by the lake

The bag in, it’s fishscale, you can tell by the flake

Th National a hundred racks, you can eat off the paint

I just want what’s min, after that, I’m straight

Had to pump my brakes, stop blowin' my cake

I been stayin' out the limelight, tryna get my mind right

I know how to sit back and pop out when the time right

Prezi ain’t got one stone, but it shine bright

Wake up, I don’t know which way to go, I might do gold or white

When you gettin' real paper, lil' nigga, you got options

Mixin' up designer, I got Dior on Prada

My bitch ain’t got no waist, a cold face like a model

It’s gon' cost a couple dollars if you hoes tryna follow

We poppin' seals, bro, poppin' corks on Spade bottles

We play the cards we was dealt, they my spade partner

Niggas think they doin' somethin', need to go way harder

You can get the blow soft, but the yay way harder

Yeah, bitch, we was grindin' back when Chello had the gray Marauder

Came some ways from Coney dogs to eatin' steak and lobster

Open spots with everything, yeah, this bitch came with options

Couple niggas made it out of school, some niggas made it robbin'

My big brother made a million, he was twenty-five

We used to sell the gas twos, three for twenty-five

I watched Tim pull up and tell a nigga move around

They was on the block and GG came through there and blew it down

I really stumbled on the plug and put my niggas on it

Taught my self 'bought cookin' lean and put the city on it

That fed time done showed me patience and to get back focused

See this jewelry and these cars, know it’s really motion

I bought an eighth of soft at twelve, I was good at servin'

Me and Soldier got in a shootout on Lakewood and Vernon

And you can tell the ones who rat the way they movin' nervous

Made it out this bitch to make a change, we in the hood with purpose, nigga