Lyrical Breakdown of Smoke DZA ft Wiz Khalifa Currensy - Legends In The Making - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Young Khalifa, where the don Khalifa? When in every car I'm smoking weed Up in it, I don't know what type of shit you on I need at least a zip Didn't you hear? I say the cars I own are never least a whip Leather jacket, nigga muscle cars on that greasy shit And my bandana tied, I play to ride Live a movie so make sure the camera right And I'm pullin up and hoppin out a mess of shit that young niggas ain't supposed to get You know I'm rich Uh! Nigga my whole squad getting it Practically live on the road Doing 100 when I'm in this bitch You know niggas kinda slow A raw paper and some bong weed That lil nigga's tryna clone me And labels tryin to make the old me But I'm the only one and only Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Kush god, keep it rollin like the brakes broken That's a little gram, little man that ain't smoking We move this shit, movie shit, I'm in motion George Kush, second term and I'm still loaded Yo bitch on me, all over Miami still I'm in the bay, smoking on king Kinley On that YO, retro haze but SP I don't search for trees, I am OG Lil nigga yo lungs ain't strong enough to high box regard You ain't got no ones and you mouthin off Nigga knock it off Niggas is blow Run we goin down, that's how much we gon do But not so much stuff, you have to start my own dude Big face Rollie, and my mob stay smooth Fuckin bitches, now I'm lookin like a nigga like you I'm from Harlem Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Hoes where you get that weed from? Please don't roll another one I don't even think that's trees son Bullshit, all this to show you something Motor running, tank on F High, I came high off the bed string I write with my left brain Haters face get tight when it's set game And them hoes know the business Ball tight game for the ones they missin No book, boy we handle bitches Nigga I rap clothes off yo women Clothes I smoke, we're all in one city Gold and chrome, 13 inches Bikes on the dashboard, 16 switches Car full of fumes, smoking that fuel X on in the ashtray of my team Send a hoe smellin like Chevron theme You more than whip, expectin you to Double my money, double the crew Triple what we smoked yesterday Then it's 4-20, 24/7 Spitter Andretti, Ferraris and Chevys Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme Ridin, smokin preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo money, mo power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making