Rogue One

Ha, man, ha, hahaha

(Funkmaster Flex)

Dark

This what we gon' do

When I say go, we gon' go

Huh (Yeah), go

Ready to kick it, give a fuck about a bitch

Was with 'em for a decade, now we off without a hitch

I don't give a fuck if your shit went platinum

You can't fathom how in the fuck I'ma combat 'em

We independent, pick up the mic and I'ma vent it

If I said it, I meant it

Came from the bottom and I sent it

Now I think I'm a good father figure 'cause I was sonnin' rappers before I was a father, go figure

My cryptocurrency is in the seven figures

If you talkin' shit I roll up on you with like eleven my ****, ready to come and get us

Fuck with us, it's me and all my hitters

Made a couple pop songs, made a hundred million, gross

Made a life for myself, for every night I need a toast

I was doing the most, said fuck rap, watch me ghost

I been raising my son, blazing for fun, baskin' in the rays of the sun on my face

Took a step back, damn, I think I finally found my happy place

They say it's not a sprint, I say, "It's not a race"

Comin' up in rap ten years ago, I felt so out of place

Shit was different, if you had beef, you did it face-to-face

Check the pace, yeah, it's fly like drum and bass

I been whippin' that Bronco, bumpin' that "Murder was the Case"

Now I'm givin' it up for the real motherfuckers that love rap, no cap

Retired for a minute, now I'm back, it's Logic

Logic

Oh-ha-ha

Oh-ha-ha

Oh-ha-ha

Ha, now back to that part, that other part, Logic

That part, right here, right here