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Mac Gudda - Legacy Lyrics



Mac Gudda - Legacy Lyrics




Started off with nothing
I had to get it all
Took losses
And had a few close calls
Got jammed
And lost everything I hustled fo
But I can start with nothing
And still get some Mo
Crack baby
Wit a pocket full of blue stripes
Ain't no excuse for a man
That can't get it right
A hustla make his own way
Ain't no handouts
But I'm still learning
I ain't got it all planned out
3 kids, 2 baby mommas
Live in different states
Flying outta town, every month
Jus to see they face
Time waits for no man
Boy I wish it did
So I could go back
And spend more time wit da kids
But I was out them late nights
Tryna get a bag
Providing fo my seeds All the things
That I never had
I can't brag, I was absent for some key parts
To make sure my kids had jays when the school starts

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

I'm only man
Im tryna figure it out
Present for the first day
The rest they missing out
Now that's a bad situation
I ain't want it like that
And I ain't wanna have to
Go and do yo momma like that
But it was love over hate
So I threw in the flag
Cuz I ain't want you and her relationship to be bad
I'm still dad even tho I'm in a whole nother state
To see the smile on yo face I'll do whatever it takes
Some tough breaks but I'm still out here making it shake,
Cuz I den lost a whole lot
I know a lot can relate
And I ain't got no ill will
For none a my baby mommas
I'm tryna help raise the next
Barack or Michelle Obama
I know this drama in my past
Soon is gone catch up
Until then, I'm going hard
And I ain't letting up
Teach my son to be a man
Ain't no pat on the back
It's jus, something we lack
Cuz our color is black

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

I lost so much
I ain't taking no Mo Ls
Pray for the future
I just hope that it goes well
So much happened
That I could never get back
Let karma take its course
Instead of seeking revenge back
When I was down
Thoughts of gettin my kids back
Legitimize da hustle
Til I went out there and did that
Turn dreams to reality
All that's all FACTS
Had to happen
Cuz I seen to many greenbacks
This dedication to my kids
And loyalty to love
Is the reason
I constantly gotta thank the man above
Cuz I den been thru hell
And back
And it and ain't kill me yet
So all these war wounds & scars
I'm feeling like a vet
I'm in it till the end
And I ain't never giving up
I hope you paying attention to the game Daddy giving ya
My uncle asked me
All about my legacy
Im jus tryna make it
So they gotta a better life then me

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
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Started off with nothing
I had to get it all
Took losses
And had a few close calls
Got jammed
And lost everything I hustled fo
But I can start with nothing
And still get some Mo
Crack baby
Wit a pocket full of blue stripes
Ain't no excuse for a man
That can't get it right
A hustla make his own way
Ain't no handouts
But I'm still learning
I ain't got it all planned out
3 kids, 2 baby mommas
Live in different states
Flying outta town, every month
Jus to see they face
Time waits for no man
Boy I wish it did
So I could go back
And spend more time wit da kids
But I was out them late nights
Tryna get a bag
Providing fo my seeds All the things
That I never had
I can't brag, I was absent for some key parts
To make sure my kids had jays when the school starts

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

I'm only man
Im tryna figure it out
Present for the first day
The rest they missing out
Now that's a bad situation
I ain't want it like that
And I ain't wanna have to
Go and do yo momma like that
But it was love over hate
So I threw in the flag
Cuz I ain't want you and her relationship to be bad
I'm still dad even tho I'm in a whole nother state
To see the smile on yo face I'll do whatever it takes
Some tough breaks but I'm still out here making it shake,
Cuz I den lost a whole lot
I know a lot can relate
And I ain't got no ill will
For none a my baby mommas
I'm tryna help raise the next
Barack or Michelle Obama
I know this drama in my past
Soon is gone catch up
Until then, I'm going hard
And I ain't letting up
Teach my son to be a man
Ain't no pat on the back
It's jus, something we lack
Cuz our color is black

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming

I lost so much
I ain't taking no Mo Ls
Pray for the future
I just hope that it goes well
So much happened
That I could never get back
Let karma take its course
Instead of seeking revenge back
When I was down
Thoughts of gettin my kids back
Legitimize da hustle
Til I went out there and did that
Turn dreams to reality
All that's all FACTS
Had to happen
Cuz I seen to many greenbacks
This dedication to my kids
And loyalty to love
Is the reason
I constantly gotta thank the man above
Cuz I den been thru hell
And back
And it and ain't kill me yet
So all these war wounds & scars
I'm feeling like a vet
I'm in it till the end
And I ain't never giving up
I hope you paying attention to the game Daddy giving ya
My uncle asked me
All about my legacy
Im jus tryna make it
So they gotta a better life then me

My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
My uncle asked me what I wanted as my legacy
I jus want my kids to know that they mean the world to me
I love you Ya, I love you Monie, I love you Londyn
You could bet yo bottom dollar you in trouble daddy coming
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Writer: Mac Gudda, William White
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Performed By: Mac Gudda
Length: 3:55
Written by: Mac Gudda, William White

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