Legit

Is there a heart?
 Is there a heart in the house tonight?
 Bravehearts
 Stand up (stand up), stand up
 Let me know, let me know if you understand
 Is there a heart? (Is there a heart in the house?)
 Is there a heart in the house?
 You gotta have love
 Yeah
 You gotta have love in your heart
 Yeah, my beginnings was intense
 Who'd have thought I'd go legit?
 For sure, yeah, yеah
 We comin' blacker than Black Panther 2
 Nobody this thorough, that's thе truth
 Never go against the family, that's somethin' you don't do
 Don't get Eddie King'd tryna sing your way back in the group, nah
 Stars in the ceilin', God's Son in the buildin'
 Rep that 718, it's hard to depart from that feelin'
 Careful sellin' weight, the DEA be watchin' you dealin'
 Get yourself straight, before they find that paraphernalia
 For those who claim a hundred million on taxes, beautiful actresses
 Street dudes who turn activist who used to move packages
 Know Nas still here to remove the wall that I'm back against
 Legitimized all your hustles before the gavel hit (oh)
 It takes more than love
 It takes wakin' up early to face the moment debatin'
 Should I save it or blow it? I mean it's only some paper
 None of my neighbors too nosy, the Joneses ownin' some acres
 To be the greatest is lonely, but it chose me, I take it
 Whatever the case may be, I'm out of space, OD
 NASA without the A at the end, take off on three
 What's the cost of a CD when fifteen-hundred places one sell?
 What's that to fifteen-hundred peas on one scale?
 For a starvin' artist tryna sneak out and reroute
 Originality I seek out, let's clean house
 To black homeowners, check it out
 To black homeowners, take over and throw the lease out
 This that movie reel, the Jordan Peele of this thing low-key
 Boss shit, pull the strings behind the scenes
 On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit I done did
 All them O's I tried to flip, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah
 And the cold shit I done did (uh-huh)
 Pretty girls who let me hit, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah
 And the cold shit that you did (that's right)
 All them O's you tried to flip, who'd have thought you'd go legit? (Oh!)
 Grown man business, COVID closed jail visits
 Stove still lit, many still on the scales with it
 System failed my niggas, in the trial hearin'
 No bail, eyewitness showed up, and snitches
 I read Jesus' diary and ran to tell the streets
 No, this ain't no hype, we in the belly of the beast
 All they said was I would be a felon, be deceased
 Instead, I'm in Margiela in Loewe with the crease
 The consummate (uh)
 Kill 'em all, call the bomb squad and the SWAT for this (uh)
 Got off the block for this (yeah)
 On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit that I did
 Pretty girls who let me hit, it's only right I went legit (uh, too legit)
 And the cold shit I done did (haha)
 All them O's I tried to flip, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah (I do it for y'all)
 And the cold shit that you did (uh-huh)
 All them O's you tried to flip, who'd have thought you'd go legit? (Do it for y'all)
 Yeah, we was just chillin' on the sofa
 No job, no school, ghetto babies
 I was small-time, small-time to big-time
 You can do it too, go legit
 Yeah, believe in yourself
 Live the life you deserve
 Haha, that's how we do
 I ain't forget the roaches and mice
 I ain't forget all that