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Ahem You, you, you, you Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Uh, uh, when the vibes is right Chillin' with the homies, tryna dodge the plight Rapper by day, but I'm a dad by night You can have all the money, but your time finite Uh, yeah, you know we doin' it right Family over everything's a beautiful sight Cruisin' in the Bronco on a Tuesday night Most don't live they lives by the rules they write Rappin' through the evenin' 'til I see the daylight OutKast, fuck the crowd and whatever they like Logic known for tellin' stories like a playwright Stay Black, brothers and sisters it's how we stay right This that midnight marauder shit Flow seamless over the beat, it's kind of like a partnership (Aren't you nervous you aren't the best?) I never even thought of it Ha, yeah 'Cause, see, for me, it's not a contest I want all my brothers to win, all my brothers to win For me, it's not a contest I want all my brothers to win, all my brothers to win (uh, uh) I'm pressin' in (uh, uh), the lesson is (uh, uh) I'm investin' in (uh), the rest of them (uh) I'm pressin' in (uh), the lesson is (uh) I'm investin' in (uh), the rest of them (uh) Uh, uh, when the vibes is right Chillin' with the homies, tryna dodge the plight Rapper by day, but I'm a dad by night You can have all the money, but your time finite Uh, you know we doin' it right Family over everything's a beautiful sight Cruisin' in the Bronco on a Tuesday night Most don't live they lives by the rules they write Oh, swinging through the evening, until I see the daylight Let me know the secrets, until they feel the limelight Swinging through the evening, until I see the daylight Let me know the secrets, until they feel the limelight Yo, that's Castro's apartment right there Here he comes Ayo, for real, like, I kind of gotta talk to him about tonight Ah, yeah, fuck, what's up, niggas? What's up? Oh, what's up, bro, how you doin'? Bro, I'm fuckin' excited Me too, man Man, I can't wait, we gonna kill that shit Ayy, Lenny, you got a Newport? Yeah, I got you You got a lighter? What? Nigga, goddamn, nigga You want me to smoke that shit for you too? Damn, bro Fuck, man, here Thank you, what you wake up on the wrong side of the bread? Ayy, Castro, man, I gotta talk to you about somethin' What's up? Look, bro, I love you But I don't think you understand the definition of a hypeman What you mean? What I mean is that- look It's the hypeman's job to alleviate pressure from the main act, you know? So, when I come and I say "My name is Logic, if you don't know by now, I'm always on my" That's when you supposed to come in and say "grind" While I take a breath, okay, so I can rap the next part Nigga, I know what a hypeman is No, you obviously don't, 'cause you too hype You be rappin' the whole verse and shit, on stage, what the fuck? Man, calm the fuck down, Logic You too hype right now, it ain't that deep Man, whatever, man, just let me hit that Jack We'll be at UMG in like 20 minutes Well, good thing I brought beat CDs You did? Duh, Lenny, throw this in, I'm tryna freestyle Who goin' first?
Writer(s): Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury, Kyle Metcalfe, Andy Hull Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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