This is a song about "Legit and classic"

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Try and say you're legit, i know that you're just a snitch,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Things get traumatic when i get combative my pragmatic is classic

"goddam dude he's legit!"

I'm stuck with that

Inspired by hip hop that sounds so classic

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit