[00:00.000] 作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Allen Toussaint/Tom Nehls/Jayceon Taylor
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Allen Toussaint/Tom Nehls/Jayceon Taylor
[00:23.935] I snatched the mic off LL's arm and strangled Canibus with it
[00:26.696]Sit with the body for seven days and just smoke weed with it
[00:29.788] I told Logic, logically, I shouldn't be on this with him
[00:32.162] 'Cause I'm way too disrespectful and I was just bein' honest with him
[00:35.709] The black sheep (Mmm-hmm), and the G.O.A.T. (Mmm-hmm)
[00:38.608] Michael Jordan (Mmm-hmm), man a G.O.A.T. (Mmm-hmm)
[00:41.638] Before that ship sails, I tip scales and man the boat
[00:44.829]Fish scale weigh ten whales and, umm, handle shit
[00:47.644] Kyrie and the pope (Mmm-hmm), poetic justice
[00:50.774] 2Pac, Maya Angelou, let us deconstruct it
[00:53.549] Take the ass shots out of hip-hop and, umm, reconstruct it
[00:56.885] Give me your Slick Rick chains and Rakim's beeper buzzin'
[00:59.581] Give me the Valour sweatsuit on Stillmatic and Ether bussin'
[01:02.697] Give me the Annie sample on Hard Knock Life and the deep discussions
[01:05.712] That Malcolm had with Cashus Claysam cookin' Jim Brown
[01:08.676] I'm them now, especially when the hotel lights get dimmed down
[01:11.887] In Miami, woah, shit, Logic
[01:17.063]
[01:19.721] Logically, chronically, sonically (You, you, you, you, you, haha)
[01:26.711]
[01:29.814]Ayy, I could give a **** about this rap shit, homie
[01:32.773] Logic finally out the deal but the shit feel phoney
[01:35.663] Kind of feel like I'm back in the basement again
[01:38.683] I make a masterpiece easy like I'm tracin' it in
[01:41.661] Life's a trip though
[01:42.890] Cash is dead, I took my money to the crib though
[01:45.408] Blast the feds and now I'm reloadin' the clip though
[01:48.674] Hahahaha, alright, oh my God, sippin' la tasse, feelin' posh
[01:53.836] Flow so I'll, that shit was born in the triage
[01:56.869]I got more tracks than niggas addicts
[01:58.925] When my son goes to sleep, he uses his sound machine
[02:02.753] But as a child, through my teens, all I heard was automatics
[02:05.817] That was just the lifestyle, no way you could combat it
[02:09.118] They said I couldn't, said I won't
[02:11.237]I think I'm rappin' like I don't give a **** 'cause I don't
[02:14.690] Got a million platinum plaques and billions in streams
[02:17.599] I used to think this shit was the definition of dreams
[02:20.942] Now I understand that none of that is what it seems
[02:23.611] It won't fulfill you, but it'll fill you full up off emptiness
[02:26.659] If that's the only reason that you doin' it
[02:29.821] Well, I get it, and I'm still here doin' it
[02:34.090] I guess I love it, ha
[02:34.885]
[02:59.829] Just me and my fleet, y'all, with the feature
[03:03.202] Livin' now, we're livin', not at all for you
[03:05.785] Funny how my feet, y'all, been on the beach, y'all
[03:08.927] Lookin' at the sky and the stars above
[03:11.894] Just me and my fleet, y'all, with the feature
[03:14.895] Livin' now, we're livin', not at all for you
[03:17.819] Funny how my feet, y'all, been on the beach, y'all
[03:20.903] Lookin' at the sky and the stars above

作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Allen Toussaint/Tom Nehls/Jayceon Taylor
作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Allen Toussaint/Tom Nehls/Jayceon Taylor
I snatched the mic off LL's arm and strangled Canibus with it
Sit with the body for seven days and just smoke weed with it
I told Logic, logically, I shouldn't be on this with him
'Cause I'm way too disrespectful and I was just bein' honest with him
The black sheep (Mmm-hmm), and the G.O.A.T. (Mmm-hmm)
Michael Jordan (Mmm-hmm), man a G.O.A.T. (Mmm-hmm)
Before that ship sails, I tip scales and man the boat
Fish scale weigh ten whales and, umm, handle shit
Kyrie and the pope (Mmm-hmm), poetic justice
2Pac, Maya Angelou, let us deconstruct it
Take the ass shots out of hip-hop and, umm, reconstruct it
Give me your Slick Rick chains and Rakim's beeper buzzin'
Give me the Valour sweatsuit on Stillmatic and Ether bussin'
Give me the Annie sample on Hard Knock Life and the deep discussions
That Malcolm had with Cashus Claysam cookin' Jim Brown
I'm them now, especially when the hotel lights get dimmed down
In Miami, woah, shit, Logic
Logically, chronically, sonically (You, you, you, you, you, haha)
Ayy, I could give a **** about this rap shit, homie
Logic finally out the deal but the shit feel phoney
Kind of feel like I'm back in the basement again
I make a masterpiece easy like I'm tracin' it in
Life's a trip though
Cash is dead, I took my money to the crib though
Blast the feds and now I'm reloadin' the clip though
Hahahaha, alright, oh my God, sippin' la tasse, feelin' posh
Flow so I'll, that shit was born in the triage
I got more tracks than niggas addicts
When my son goes to sleep, he uses his sound machine
But as a child, through my teens, all I heard was automatics
That was just the lifestyle, no way you could combat it
They said I couldn't, said I won't
I think I'm rappin' like I don't give a **** 'cause I don't
Got a million platinum plaques and billions in streams
I used to think this shit was the definition of dreams
Now I understand that none of that is what it seems
It won't fulfill you, but it'll fill you full up off emptiness
If that's the only reason that you doin' it
Well, I get it, and I'm still here doin' it
I guess I love it, ha
Just me and my fleet, y'all, with the feature
Livin' now, we're livin', not at all for you
Funny how my feet, y'all, been on the beach, y'all
Lookin' at the sky and the stars above
Just me and my fleet, y'all, with the feature
Livin' now, we're livin', not at all for you
Funny how my feet, y'all, been on the beach, y'all
Lookin' at the sky and the stars above