Logic – GP4

Y’all niggas overdo it
You gotta slow that shit down
Take your time, reevaluate your shit
Niggas ain’t got money, ain’t got time
Just sya this shit


You and me
Flowin’ together in this perfect harmony (I hear ’em callin’)
I can hear ’em callin’ me
We’ve come a long way since H.O.C
You and me
Flowin’ together in this perfect harmony (I hear ’em callin’)
I can hear ’em callin’ me
We’ve come a long way since H.O.C


I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah (Ah)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William after ’cause I get bills from these beats
Fuck the industry, know we keepin’ it real up in these streets
Came up in a world that’s off its axis
All that’s promised, death and taxes
Don’t give a fuck who be rhyming the fastest my anxiety
Make me spit it a mile a minute
I’m stuck in a clinic like Flint McGovern
Take a step back tell me right now just what your summary
Creeping through fireside
Smash the window of that fire ride
Just to see what we can snatch from up inside
See the flashing lights come ’round the corner, then we run and hide
Praying I, got up in heaven eleven at night and have no alibi
My damn get to Stewart Town
Best not come ’round these parts if you new in town
Wonder what my homies from back in the day livin’ at, are doin’ now
Running with my sister Jinny
Schooling me like Mr. Feeny
This is the first time I heard gunshots down the block
Growing Pains III this the type of shit that never stop
Here come the cops
Shooting up the hood like black ops
Cause trigger happy police tend to trigger happy people
And some people who believe we not equal shoot up the steeple
My God if you exist then why do you make life so hard?
If you exist you make the way we think like on God
If you exist you got a funny way of showing it
What happens in the afterlife
These people they know and shit
And on that note I keep it G
Like track four, “Kick in the Door” by Notorious B.I.G
Don’t believe me, look that shit up, I promise you’ll find the key
To that punchline, I’m feelin’ just fine
Let the abyss of my, mind, my mind consume
Snap my fingers like Thanos and Bobby Boy bringin’ the doom
‘Cause I’m 6:30, killin’ shit, hands down and dirty
That white boy can’t rap, he talk good and act nerdy
I just texted Erica Badu
To let her know what I’m going to do
Sample “Dreamflower” by Tarika Blue
That’s cool with you?
Yeah, that’s fine baby, all gravy
As long as you know, you my baby
And I beat yo daddy like if he ever cheat on me
I mean she don’t own the sample but she might as well
Cause her and Dilla paved the way for all I got and well
I’ma show my gratitude, no attitude, no auto-tune like T Pain
Doing unplug, I’m unplugged, like Trinity
Wonder how the people are gonna remember me
God damn, switch up the plan
We all say it, we all claim it
But it’s no use the greatest rapper alive is probably stacking produce
Introduce you to my train of thought
Snapping on a track like the illest conductor
With no contradiction
I brought my heart to the table
Fact and never fiction, fuck a fable
Ready and willing you better believe I’m able to spit
Power through these lines fast as fiber-optic cable


You and me
Flowin’ together in this perfect harmony (I hear ’em callin’)
I can hear ’em callin’ me
We’ve come a long way since H.O.C
You and me
Flowin’ together in this perfect harmony (I hear ’em callin’)
I can hear ’em callin’ me
We’ve come a long way since H.O.C


From the bottom
When you come from the bottom, you ain’t get no chances
I’ma do this shit to the [fullest?] straight to the sky
Nigga fuck it, we high
I remember when a nigga had to ask for money
I’ts been a long time since I had to do that shit
This shit ain’t free
I got this roof over my head and a bed nigga my bitch give me head
I really get money instead
Man, it’s Bobby Boy Records in this bitch
Y’all niggas better right this shit down (Don’t matter)
‘Cause 10 years from now, we on top
We ain’t never gon’ stop
All money ends (Watch, watch, watch)
Fuck it, just say this shit