[Intro: Logic & Big Lenbo]
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Yeah yeah, what up Bobby
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Like goddamn, like goddamn
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This that 9-5 shit right here
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Take em back to the 90s!
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Like goddamn, like goddamn
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Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo yo
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[Verse 1: Logic]
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Okay now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice
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Its me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cookin like chemists
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Take em back to way back when, like Dennis the Menace
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Causin mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice
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Smokin weed and gettin higher than a flight attendant
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Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
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Got to pull it out for everyone thats in attendance
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Okay, back in the day as a College Park tenant
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Still cant believe I didnt get a shorty pregnant
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Man, thats the definition of a life sentence
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A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce
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‘Cause I couldnt keep it in my briefs, man thats pathetic
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Fuck all that back and forth, this aint a game of tennis
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Ill be in my mothafuckin chamber like the senate
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Scared to go outside but I know I cant prevent it
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Im, forever alone in my mind (Yeah yeah)
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See Im a self-diagnosed hypochondriac
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Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is where youll find me at
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Yeah, I know that Im livin like I got it okay, yeah
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But I swear that Im not that neurotic over here, yeah
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[Hook: Logic]
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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[Verse 2: Big Lenbo & Logic]
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Ayo, fuck all that, its the fat young Jesus; flow prestigious
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Stackin money and playin the field man like Regis
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Better believe us or leave us
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Grabbin your bitchs cleavage like, “woo-hah”
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I went from surveyin to Super Saiyan slayin the man
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Bitches want an autograph
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I sign them titties in crayon, like goddamn!
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Its me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cookin like chemists
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Its me and B-I, B-I, B-I-G L-N-B-O, L-N-B-O
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Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie
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Sippin on a martini, takin my pick at bitches like eenie meenie
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Im unscannable, young cannibal, eat wack MCs like Hannibal
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‘Cause Joe Pescis my spirit animal
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[Hook: Logic]
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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Over here, over here
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[Verse 3: Logic & Big Lenbo]
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Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin like Sid Vicious
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The young Spiegel, interstellar with my retrieval
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Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval
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I spit at it like a Beretta
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You know I get better by givin the people
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Not a fuck given, check the method, thats how we livin
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Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden
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“The Return of the Jedi”
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Bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
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Ho I said I leave em dead, I know I do
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This shit is (overdue, pass me the fifth and Im comin through)
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The B-I-G L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio
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Ay dios mio, lookin for a Latin Leo
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To hold a brother down like the white man
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Fuck that nigga
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Ayo enoughs enough, man of my word, I never bluff
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Even in a pair of cuffs, know we always keep it real
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Like goddamn, dont even step like I aint the man
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Im just (301 reppin, second I step in Maryland)
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I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon
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I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know its all love
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We the realest so fuck you if you aint feel this
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Throw a Molotov in your crib
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And tell them bitches to bill us, we the illest
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Finger fuck a critic
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Shit is darker than “The Chronicles of Riddick”
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Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it
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Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom
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Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin on
