[Intro]

Yeah

Oh, don't be sorry

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

(Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, ayy

And I'm gonna put my whole city on the map

You'll be okay, you'll find your way

You're doing great

So please don't wait for me

I'm on my way

[Chorus]

To being legendary, yeah

To being legendary

To being legendary, yeah

To being legendary

To being legendary

[Verse 1]

I'm coming in heavy, pop out with the spinach

Would kill these rappers but they already finished

Did it to themselves, my album off the shelf

I'm going digital and physical like '96 again

Seems like hatin' on the realest one to trend again

And I, I won't forget

What they did to Jesus Christ

How they sold Marcus Garvey out, for all his rights

Damn, that's scary

Aren't you a little too old to believe in fairies?

Aren't you a little too old to believe in legends?

Where do they reside is it Heaven?

Where do they reside in the present?

Do you even know when you're in the presence? Uhm, mxm

[Verse 2]

Yo, yo

Shit my skin glow different it's the African sun

Any slums you go to they gon' say, "Jesus the one"

Any slums I went to they know that Eagle on one

I'm on the quest to find my higher self but not on the run

Come from a city where niggas don't wanna put down the guns

So I, had to find (Yeah, I had to), a new way

[Chorus]

To being legendary

To being legendary (To)

To being legendary

To being legendary (I had to)

[Break]

Yo, yo

Yo, and I'm back, yo

And I wanna put my continent on my back, yo

Crazy how I made it out the slums off of rap

Yeah, look

[Verse 3]

I know you wanna see me gone but I'm on and back

Pocket full of stacks, Madiba faces if I have to go and be exact

My left pocket full of pounds, thanks my pop for that

You could go and see I'm the realest one when you pick my parts of rap

Pick my part, uh, I mean pick my raps apart

Fuck it, I keep goin', this is just the start anyway

I'm on some new shit anyway

New crib, new studio anyway

New sneakers anyway

See I'm fuckin' Eagle by the way

If you don't really know my name, uh

I'm goin' off the leash

Fuck' em all, capiche

See, I'm fuckin' Eagle to the streets that I'm back

Comin' in heavy, pop out with the spinach

Would kill these rappers but they already finished

Did it to themselves, my album off the shelf

I'm goin' digital and physical like '96 again

Seems like hatin' on the realest wanna trend again

But then I remember what they did to Jesus Christ

And how they sold Marcus-

And how they sold Marcus Garvey out for his rights

Never forget where I stand in the struggle

But I feel like Cam Ward walking out the huddle