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[Hook x2]
Let me bring it back down
You think it's a game right now (yeah)
But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now (yeah)
Back where I came from now
We're gon' live it up
Till we bring it back down
[Verse 2]
I hope you live a long life hatin'
And watch every Grammy just to see who they nominating, uh
So successful they'll probably say I signed with Satan
But I got God on my side, always down to ride
Don't get it twisted, I ain't perfect in the least
I'm still all up in your girl jeans like a crease
Matter fact like a geneticist
These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive
Shout out my homie Chance, peace to Skizzy Mars
Rattpack, homie Castro, we dropping bars
It's all love, man that shit is ours
They never thought I'd make a shooting from the stars
Yeah, I'm a born sinner, but it's a Cole world
Shout out my homies that know me, can't forget my old girl
But that's a touchy subject like a priest, woah
I heard y'all finally eating over there, we got a feast, though
Keep it Rattpack, till the beat go
You might not get the flow now, let it seep though
Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor
But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio
Racism all up in 'em, that shit is irrelevant
My flow is colorblind, rapping for the hell of it
I don't give a fuck, my mind stays celibate
Run quick, tell a bitch, rap getting me hella rich
Out the blue like Ella Fitz
My flow is so elegant
Death before dishonor
Murder all rappers in front of they momma's
I rep Artanis
Decipher the word cause it's ebonics
Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra
Yes, I gotcha bitch it's Logic
[Verse 1: Logic]
Just ride with a mothafucka
Keep it real, never lie to a mothafucker hold me down
Chillin' in a-gadda-da-vida, rockin' Adidas
With a senorita and she sippin' liquor by the liter
That's royalty, like the homie Gambino
He know we be in the casino lightin' Cubans with a C-note
I'ma fuck the game, dare you to test my libido
Comin' up shorter than Danny Devito
Whenever I step on the beat, ho
Like a killer on the creep slow
Had my share of defeat, but we still gon' eat, ho
While the fans bumpin' Welcome To Forever on repeat though
Wonderin' if I'ma ever fall off
Feelin' mad at the world, wanna hit it with the sawed off
Blowin' up like a molotov
This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off
Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
In the studio everyday
So you know this shit about to be a busy night
Everything is all, everything is alright
[Bridge: Big Sean]
It's finally famous over everything
Rattpack gang
What up though Logic, yeah
Day one shit right there
[Hook]
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Oh my God they plottin' and schemin'
Fuckboys rather me not even breathin'
They tryna take my blessins away
They gotta be demons, I'm blessed everyday
And I'm blessed like I'm sneezin', I'm healthy and well
On top of my ship and I'm not even sinkin'
And I could just sit back and say that I'm happy
But can't spend a day without smokin' and drinkin'
Got champagne problems
And I order more my wardrobe is Aura Gold
I'm a young nigga with a older soul
But still young enough to know I gotta know some more
I made somethin' out of nothin', Sean Don the magician
She doin' tricks with her pussy, I guess she's a vagician
She tryna hold on to a nigga sta-sta-stackin' up
Purell for these fake niggas tryna dap dap me up
Hype nigga back-back-back it up
Claimin' that we homies, boy stop
That's the type of shit I boycott
Yellin' fuck the 5. 0, state troops
Any nigga with a badge, I don't even trust the boy scouts
I got these good girls hoin' out
Tell me what the fuck you know about
Bein' that nigga that these niggas don't know about
Then they throw you in the game
Then you mothafuckin' blow it out
Now everything is alright
[Hook]
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
[Verse 3: Logic]
Whippin' through Gotham, hatin' mothafuckas, I wanna off 'em
Hella endorphins, got me livin' life to the coffin
I'm coughin', wonderin' if I'm goin' insane
Nobody knowin' my pain but I be killin' cause I'm into the game
Now lookin' back it's like ain't nothin' the same
All these Spanish women watchin' me like a novela
Hit you with a Beretta get you wetter than a umbrella
Ain't nobody better do it like me
I know a lot of mothafuckas don't like me
Probably wanna fight me, but I just keep the peace
No need to keep a piece
I keep my enemies on a leash capiche?
And keep it real for the people I reach!
[Hook: Logic]
I've just been driving
I've just been driving Miss Daisy
[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
That Bino the realest, uh, this beat made me kill it, uh
Her feet to the ceiling, she said that she love me
She never said that in college, 3005 is our mileage
I'm in my lane like a Prius, because I'm moving in silence
You still ain't broke down yet?
All the flashing lights and a couple Crown Vic's
Wanna rock a crown and a ring on the left
Tell your nigga speed up, she don't wanna get left
Relationships look closer in that rearview
Finally slow it down and realize she ain't nowhere near you
So now you gotta stop, park, put that shit in neutral
Yeah, you really love her, but is she worth your future?
Your Ciara, your Beyoncé, they'll be saying he got money
Think that Kim be with Kanye if he left drive in the driveway?
Yeah, I know who you are, yeah, I know who you is
We were driving together, when we met we were kids
You ain't know 'bout the biz, I ain't know 'bout it either
I see you in that new ride, I flash my lights when I see you
I just be driving
[Hook: Childish Gambino & Logic]
[Outro: Logic]
Turn left on West Deer Park
Doing ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the high
I've just been driving Miss Daisy
[Hook x2]
Knocked down round for round
You're feeling like you're shot down
On the ground
When will the fantasy end?
When will the Heaven begin? (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
All I think about is music
Don't get me wrong I think
About other things but this how I fuse it
So the whole wide world can use it
When you feel like you just might lose it
Take a breath homie don't confuse it
Take a step in the mind of logic
As long as you don't abuse it
So let me break it down for the whole world
Like I broke it down for my old girl
I can't deal with your bullshit no more
Gotta let it go let it unfurl
Cause I remember the time
When I was living sublime
Wanted to make a living off of my rhymes
But the whole world told me never mind
I'm a star how could I not shine
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
I just wanna take it to another level
That I've never even been on
So I can sit on every single piece of paper
That I put a pen on
And when I been on for like 10 years
I'mma do it better than anybody before me
So the whole wide world will adore me
And no need to assure me
And why you wonder why I'm rapping so fast
It's cause I gotta lot of things on my mind
That wanna come out at the same time
In other words I'm racing
I used to pursue my dreams, but now they're reality
And that's what I'm chasing
Why are we on this earth? Why must we feel pain?
Why does everybody feel the need to judge
One another when we're all the same?
[Hook x2]
I know my mind is sober
But I'm so high, it's over
I know my mind is sober
But I'm so high, it's over
And I want it?
Ay-hey now boy
You dont know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in maryland, three niggas in a cadillac lac-lac
You don't know nothin' bout that chi town
South central with the kk
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver
Everybody wanna live lavish, a million in the bank on average
They cutthroat yeah they savage
They riding round with the baddest (bitch)
One day, I woke up, and said I'm bout to do for the rest of my life
No question it's right
Waiting for the bus at a stop light looking at the cop right in front of my eyes
Living in a world of lies
Where the truth dies and hatred multiplies, mu-mu-mu-multiplies
I said I can't take it
I remember wondering if I would ever make it
But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it's evident
I'm getting money for the hell of it
Never fuck around until the flow celibate
Speaking for the people like a delegate and when the situation's delicate
I execute it with the proper etiquette
Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no
I can't take the time to stop
It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top
But I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop
Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in
While the whole world spin for the dividend
But I'm in another system
Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em
Why can't we relax and listen
Stop spending money on things that glisten
I know my mind is sober
But I'm so high, its sober
I know my mind is sober
But I'm so high, its sober
And I want it?
Ay-hey now boy
You dont know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in maryland, three niggas in a cadillac lac-lac
You don't know nothin' bout that chi town
South central with the kk
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver spoon
[Verse 1: Logic]
Okay, now take a trip inside my mind
like you was off to Venice
It's me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists
Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace
Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice
Smoking weed and getting higher then a flight attendant
Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe I didn't get a shorty pregnant
Man, that's the definition of a life sentence
A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce
Cause I couldn't keep it in my briefs, man that's pathetic
Fuck all that back and forth, this ain't a game of tennis
I'll be in my motherfuckin' chamber like the senate
Scared to go outside but I know I can't prevent it
I'm, forever alone in my mind
See I'm a self diagnosed hypochondriac
Either at the crib, or on the tour bus
is where you'll find me at
Yeah, I know that I'm livin' like I got it okay, yeah
But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah
[Hook]
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
[Verse 2: Big Lenbo]
Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus
Flow prestigious
Stackin' money and playing the field man like Regis
Better believe us or leave us
Grabbin' your bitches' cleavage like, oo-ah (oo-ah)
I went from surveying to Super Saiyan slayin' the man
Bitches want an autograph, I sign them titties in crayon
Like goddamn
It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O cooking like chemists
Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my pick
at bitches like eenie meenie
I'm unscannable, young cannibal
Eat wack Mcs like Hannibal
Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal
[Hook]
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
Over here, over here
[Verse 3: Logic Big Lenbo]
Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious
The young Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval
Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval
I spit at it like a Baretta, you know
I get better by givin' the people
Not a fuck given, check the method, that's how we livin'
Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden
The Return of the Jedi, bitch
I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do
This shit is overdue
Pass me the fifth and I'm comin' through
The B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio
Aye dios mio, lookin' for a Latin Leo
To hold a brother down like the white man
Fuck that, nigga
Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I never bluff
Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it real
Like goddamn, don't even step like I ain't the man
I'm just 301 reppin', second I step in Maryland
I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon
I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love
We the realest so fuck you if you ain't feel this
Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us
We the illest
Finger fuck a critic
shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick
Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it
Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom
Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin' on