Lyrics:
touch your body, baby
So I just had to beat him to the punch, baby
Cause I want to feel you
[Jermain Dupri]
Yeah, yeah yo
I pulls up in my old four
to the door
No witnesses when I'm approaching the porch
No evidence only some blood on the floor
Protecting my innocence isn't in order
Afforded a life with
hella rude
I'm the reason that your favorite
Rapper's in a bad mood
My name is Logic, I was born in 1990
Ain't no need to remind me
That when you listen
'd spit your verse, you'd give your best and they'd give it back
I spit my verse, but just a little and they just ask
Who, what, when, where and how?
Tyrese
by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going
all my niggas though, believe me
And I'll never forget none of 'em (word up, word up, know what I'm sayin'?)
Su, Tyrese, Size, you know that I
pulled out 10k for my people that's just some light
Nigga wasn't in yo position why the fuck you take his advice
This ain't nun major I got more plans up
What if I could ice down all of my tears
Would my face be covered in diamonds from ear to ear?
Would real niggas respect me then?
Will some
all of the men that ain't here, it be days when I cry
Thought you was my nigga
Said we was locked in for life now i'm wondering why did you lie
When we
'm a beast, and since the inside of me is hollow
Award me a Golden Globe since I've accepted my role in life
Fuck an acceptance speech
This here is Lifestyles
turnin' up, you're bein' backhanded like Pete Sampras
About that, I missed my uncle's funeral to go to South by Southwest
You ain't gotta appreciate it,
can swim
Deep in like Tyrese
Deep in like Michael Phelps
My love needed your help, yeah
My love needed your help, yeah
I come from the motherfuckin'
my adrenaline
It's spooky when you decide to Let the Right One In
Never had a car but I'm enjoyin' the fuckin' ride
There's a happy ending in Afternoon
go
We ain' came for his life we want the jewelry Take it off bitch
Tommy Gun in my hand, no Tomfoolery On Gang
I'm in theback with a Mac, but you don't
lonely and I just need you here chilling right by my side
You are my medicine everything I ever wanted baby I can not lie
I just love to look in your eyes
in the audience
I don't want nobody tryin' to take my life and shit
Yeah right, you know you wanna get back on the mic
Cause every time you
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I
peace, Nando
I see Jigg in here I see Quazy too
When brawl wit'you we send
Them bottles through
We send the marters through
I'm on the Carter 2
Like Tyrese
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
I need more lean if I don't then I can't sleep
Hop in that coupe it transform but no Tyrese
Like I'm Camping I can't go without my heat
Glocks with
on what's really important
My mind is really distorted
I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call
Tyrese let's go
She's playin' with my heart
She's playin' all this games
Stayin' in my mind
Drivin' me insane
I just wanna fly far away from
it tight, a'ight (you're all)
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live (I need)
In a phat-ass crib with thousands of kids (to get by)
Word life you
you
You need me man, I don't need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verse
Don't need another word-smith
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