[Verse 1: Yung Trybez]
Docs on my feet as I walk through the street tryna fill the footprints of my forefathers
With my city on my back and my reserve on the map, we need more water, more life, more copper
Knees weak but I’m walking with my chest out, chin up to the sky like I got a head dress on
Head up in the clouds and I’m feeling we the best out, 3 albums in and there still no time for rest now
Ayo, let me clear my head for a second! lemme think about some shit I wouldn’t think about
I love holding up my people up, lemme feel myself for a minute
Long hair, redskin, face tats represent. You don’t love us like you say you do
What’s love without trust? HELL NAW I DON'T TRUST YOU!
Lately I been feeling more alive when I write, well connected to my spirit that’s what Beau must of felt like
Vision in his head, cedar block in his hand. All I love is my people, my culture, my land
God damn I gotta love me don’t hold that above me. Me, myself and I in good company
I lost people on my journey but I found my identity. There’s nothing in my will but I’ll leave you with a legacy, WOO!
I’m feeling like a mothafuckin legend, feeling like myself more than ever
These stories live forever, they genetic. Its really up to you how you tell it
You gon' learn today, when that man comes around in that all black denim
Dre beats on his head, ain’t nothin you can tell him. I’ve been feeling like a mothafuckin legend

[Chorus: Young D]
Its been a long time coming for a youngin from around the way
He couldn’t love himself til his hair got long and became a Brave
And nothing was the same
Have you seen a legend in your lifetime?
Well Alriiight, he’s a legend in his own mind

[Verse 2: Young D]
Picture me rocking deer hide, my spirit been a giant just like Andre & Eli
Andale, andale, neechie EI EI! Urban legend in this bitch, I feel like TI TI, Uh Ohhh
All my ride or dies steady bonafide, what we called? M-I-N-A-Y
Young D for decolonize, so revitalize em Yung Trybez, woo
Christopher Wallace over Columbus, my clan bring the ruckus like Wu-Tang
My hair low like my nuts hang and it ain’t no thang but a chicken wang, nah
I got 99 cousins from all different dozens, my homie thats facts
Who ain’t scared to fight back, its been like that, got a whole fuckin nation here that feel like that!
Screaming YI YI! Can I get a YI YI!
One more time YI YI! Front line YI YI! War time
Straight up like 12 o’clock, its hereditary drum in hand, marching like a fuckin military
Yeah, I’m just a neechie on a journey…please Creator have mercy
Minay Movement on my jersey! all my dawgs down, hands down - 630, ya dig?
I’m Kyrie with the feather when its game time, call it what you wanna, I’m from north side
Yeah, this for the chiefs that we idolize, we United Natives, word to Mobilize
YI YI! One more time YI YI! OH MY! I gotta testify
A legend never dies! my spirit live forever, fuck dying boy
[Chorus]
Its been a long time coming for a youngin from around the way
He couldn’t love himself til his hair got long and became a Brave
And nothing was the same
Have you seen a legend in your lifetime?
Well Alriiight, he’s a legend in his own mind