"Historic" lyrics
(feat. Ransom & AZ)
Welcome Home
Yeah
Talk to this beat like you dead in sync
Had to speak on my behalf and half of these niggas haven't said a thing
I had this dream that put a wedding ring on Coretta King
Was murdered on the stage, you can feel the pain it forever brings
Revenge is sweet but then that pleasure stings
Behind every puppet you'll find a set of strings
Marry the game I let her swing
It all depends on how you measure things
Cause it's always the ones with nothing that's helping you squander everything
Don't treasure bling that's usually the cause of the drama
It's funny I can spot a bum in a Bimmer and a boss in a Honda
You know my style I don't force the entendre
So if it's beef, gotta be Kobe
Snakes get ate when they crossin' this Mamba
These fake niggas get forced on this genre
But it's really not much to judge if niggas budge when it's tossed to your honor
Tamir Rice with a portion of Sandra
But never Bland I draw that line in the sand if niggas cross it I'll find em
Yeah
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
10 toes down I'm solid
Young Wallace
Some acknowledge I'm more modest when the drums melodic
Nothing symbolic before or after
Aura's mastered
The cyanide in boric acid
Order they casket
I'm on it, no warrants
Ball like that boy on the Hornets, clairvoyant
See what the seekers can't find, I'm the aligned
Could look a killer straight in his eyes and read his mind
I lead the blind
Been about it, been nostalgic
Retired now, but not the one to be foul with
Won't allow it, I'm stable
Not disabled
When the block raised you
You don't let imposters play you
Peekaboo style gotta keep it new now
Old school reppin' for those who blew trial
Too wild
Had to skirt it, that or get murdered
Either or are at war with the law, slapped with the verdict
Yeah
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
Yeah
Talk to this beat like you dead in sync
Had to speak on my behalf and half of these niggas haven't said a thing
I had this dream that put a wedding ring on Coretta King
Was murdered on the stage, you can feel the pain it forever brings
Revenge is sweet but then that pleasure stings
Behind every puppet you'll find a set of strings
Marry the game I let her swing
It all depends on how you measure things
Cause it's always the ones with nothing that's helping you squander everything
Don't treasure bling that's usually the cause of the drama
It's funny I can spot a bum in a Bimmer and a boss in a Honda
You know my style I don't force the entendre
So if it's beef, gotta be Kobe
Snakes get ate when they crossin' this Mamba
These fake niggas get forced on this genre
But it's really not much to judge if niggas budge when it's tossed to your honor
Tamir Rice with a portion of Sandra
But never Bland I draw that line in the sand if niggas cross it I'll find em
Yeah
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
10 toes down I'm solid
Young Wallace
Some acknowledge I'm more modest when the drums melodic
Nothing symbolic before or after
Aura's mastered
The cyanide in boric acid
Order they casket
I'm on it, no warrants
Ball like that boy on the Hornets, clairvoyant
See what the seekers can't find, I'm the aligned
Could look a killer straight in his eyes and read his mind
I lead the blind
Been about it, been nostalgic
Retired now, but not the one to be foul with
Won't allow it, I'm stable
Not disabled
When the block raised you
You don't let imposters play you
Peekaboo style gotta keep it new now
Old school reppin' for those who blew trial
Too wild
Had to skirt it, that or get murdered
Either or are at war with the law, slapped with the verdict
Yeah
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
This latest run has been historic
Once you found out what you'll die for better live for it
I touch your soul so you can't ignore it
Married to the game
I sold her dreams and that bitch bought it
Shit flawless
