[Chorus: Logic]
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Hold up
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right
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You know everything is alright
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You know everything is al-
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[Verse 1: Logic]
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Just ride with a mothafucka
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Keep it real, never lie to a mothafucka, hold me down
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Chillin, In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, rockin Adidas
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With a señorita when she sippin liquor by the liter
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Thats royalty, like the homie Gambino
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He know we be in the casino, lightin Cubans with a C-note
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Ima fuck the game, dare you to test my libido
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Comin up shorter than Danny DeVito
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Whenever I step on the beat, ho
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Like a killer on the creep slow
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Had my share of defeat, but we still gon eat, ho
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While the fans bumpin Welcome To Forever on repeat though, uh
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Wonderin if Ima ever fall off
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Feelin mad at the world, wanna hit it with a sawed-off
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Blowin up like a Molotov
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This is war, everybody, aint no reason Ima call it off
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Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
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In the studio every day
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So you know this shit about to be a busy night
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Everything is al-, everything is alright
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[Interlude: Big Sean]
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Its Finally Famous over everything
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RattPack gang
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What up though, Logic? Yeah
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Day one shit right there
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[Chorus: Logic & Big Sean]
~#**************#~
Hold up
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right
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You know everything is alright (Sean Don)
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You know everything is al-
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[Verse 2: Big Sean]
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Oh my God, they plottin and schemin
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Fuckboys rather me not even breathin
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They tryna take my blessings away
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They gotta be demons, Im blessed every day
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And not blessed like Im sneezin, Im healthy and well
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On top of my ship and Im not even sinkin
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And I could just sit back and say that Im happy
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But cant spend a day without smokin and drinkin
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Got Champagne problems, and I order more
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My wardrobe is Aura Gold
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Im a young nigga with a older soul
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But still young enough to know I gotta know some more
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I made somethin out of nothin, Sean Don the magician (Good, yeah)
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She doin tricks with her pussy, I guess shes a vagician (Good)
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She tryna hold on to a nigga sta-sta-stackin up (Uh-huh)
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Purell for these fake niggas tryna dap-dap me up
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Hype nigga, back-back-back it up (Woah)
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Claimin that we homies, boy stop (Stop)
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Thats the type of shit I boycott
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Yellin fuck the 5-0, state troops
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Any nigga with a badge, I dont even trust the boy scouts
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I got these good girls hoin out
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Tell me what the fuck you know about (What?)
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Bein that nigga that these niggas dont know about
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Then they throw you in the game
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And you mothafuckin blow it out
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Now everything is alright
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[Chorus: Logic]
~#**************#~
Hold up
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah
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Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right
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You know everything is alright (Yeah)
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You know everything is al- (Uh, yeah)
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[Verse 3: Logic]
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Whippin through Gotham
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Hatin mothafuckas, I wanna off em
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Hella endorphins, got me livin life to the coffin
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Im coughin, wonderin if Im goin insane
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Nobody knowin my pain
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But I be killin cause Im into the game
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Now lookin back, its like aint nothin the same
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All these Spanish women watchin me like a novella
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Hit you with a Beretta, get you wetter than a umbrella
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Aint nobody better do it like me
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I know a lot of mothafuckas dont like me, prolly wanna fight me
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But I just keep the peace, no need to keep a piece
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I keep my enemies on a leash, capiche?
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And keep it real for the people I reach
