B40 (Interlude) Lyrics

Legacy When a mother fucker

Dead to me

Throw back Like an old photo

Sent to me

Hold that

While I smoke

On this heavenly

Pack Fold hands

I attack All in

For racks Foreign stacks

Falling 44 gats

Spit back As I rap

Mad Magic

Swear to god after

I'm a dog backwards.

My Fuckin flow unmatched

Talk on my own

Playa I'm tapped

In safe precaution

Playa I'm strapped

Joints to the face

My mirror don't crack

My appearance all facts

Mirror won't crack

Playa hold the caps

Bottle don't match

Fear those who lack

I Fear those who lack

What? playa hold the caps

Bottle don't match

Appearance all facts, what

YYC gang gang

Aye, YYC gang gang

This B40 Interlude

Into you, Enter truth

It's finesse you know what it do

Smilin to tunes

Wildin in the zoo

Switching to the new

Mixing up the music

Rhyme so sick

Rhyme so ill

So you feel

The flow so real

The flow surreal

Tell me how you feel

Imma motherfuckin top shotta

Nah, said it before

I'll say it again

Fuck they homies

Fuck the trends

This the gang

We put it in

This the fam

And I'm going right in

Yeah yeah

This b40 interlude

Into you, enter truth

Gone