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  • [Verse 1: Logic]
    Back again like I never left
    Young Sinatra, that's to the death
    We turnt up 'til we go deaf
    Rep RattPack 'til my last breath
    I cut records like Kid Cudi
    Day and night, that's all the time
    From the underground to the mainstream
    My same team get all the *************ne
    They wanted beef, but I never knew
    I just keep the peace and get revenue
    Stay true they never do
    Cut all ties, I'll sever you
    These rappers like women, how soft they appear
    We keepin' it real but they flow is irregular
    Grab the mic and I murder on the regular
    While these ******* hit me up on my cellular
    I can't take the time that I take to rhyme
    I just bull*************t, man, that blow my mind
    I'm 23 like MJ
    That's no rest like overtime
    Writing rhymes on the tour bus
    We stay real to the core of us
    They talk *************t 'bout RattPack
    But every day, man, there's more of us
    That money come and that money go
    But this music *************t, man, that's all I know
    I been broke and I got paid
    Like a Goodfella that got made
    I'm draped up and I'm dripped out
    Went to school, got kicked out
    Told my mama, she flipped out
    Said "************* it all" and I dipped out
    But I'm back though, whole time
    ************* *******, I just rhyme
    Brand new state of mind
    My lifestyle is so divine
    'Cause I've lived and I've learned
    Now I hustle and earn
    'Cause once you in the limelight, everybody concerned
    Wish our wellbeing, and if you feel okay
    *************, you wasn't here a year ago
    Why is you here today?
    I've got professor paper, your money need an extension
    I'm sellin' success, save up and pay attention
    Money can't buy happiness, but that *************t can support it
    'Cause what's a family of five if you can't even afford it?

    [Verse 2: Dizzy]
    Feelin' good, feelin' great...
    Feelin' like a XXL Freshman on your ************* ass, *************...

    Creepin' on the come-up with my ************* Logic
    Time to get it poppin'
    Got your city watching, hit the stage, them ******* poppin'
    What it do? Bruh, I ************* with you
    Don't let these haters knock ya
    Keep it gangsta, keep it, keep it G
    Don't keep them lames around
    And ************* the world, ************* the, ************* the world
    Y'all gon' feel my passion (pass the blunt)
    I'm a create that *************t that's ******' everlasting
    And I'm overboard with the tactics
    Walk out the house and I ain't even matching
    But I'm stuntin' 'cause I'm the coolest and the youngest
    I told 'em I was a threat – they scared of what's next
    I'm Christoper Dorner in effect if you speakin' down on my name
    Walkin' down this road, I'm the only one in my lane
    And my fingers gettin' itchy, that's that money comin' to get me
    Mr. Wright, Mr. Dizzy Wright, Vegas ************* *************t (makin' noise)
    Wait a minute, ain't them *************s on the list?
    Makin' moves, making super moves, who the ************* is you?
    ************* what? *************, *************, what? Them *************s the truth
    It's an honour to be a part of the heart, the young Sinatra
    You ain't gotta smoke ******, we gon' celebrate with this vodka
    Grindin' for some time, and I'm hella straight with the dollars
    So if you call me, and you need me, then I've got ya
    Don't talk about being the realest, *************s gon' feel us regardless
    We gotta keep on killin' – I've got the mind of Martian
    I'm spaced out... somewhere in a world where I've never been
    Livin' out my dreams and I'm still tryna settle in
    See, it's amazing – studio sessions, beautiful blessings
    I'm faded, usually quiet, but I've got this message
    So I speak it like I know it
    Got my shot, I took it and I didn't ******' blow it
    Now everything is in motion
    Callin' out my homies who understand what it means
    To get off your ass, get on your grind and follow your dreams
    Makin' it a fact to be great at what you achieve
    If I leave, would you follow with an ease?

    [Verse 3: Logic]
    Open your mind – elevate to the level of this rhyme
    Keep it G to the dime, many seek, never find
    Never knowing when I'm flowing, feeling heroic, never ask
    Chillin' with your *************, I can't help but grab up on that ass
    Swervin' at 120 while she's rolling ****** on the dash
    Many never follow their dreams, but follow the cash
    And this is the reason the Reaper is comin' for they ass
    Top dollar, money, *******, Impalas
    ************* it all, let me holler
    And show you how we do it where I come from
    We gettin' money for the long term, not just no lump sum
    How you feeling? Make a killing, ******* higher than the ceiling
    I'm Goku, you *******s is Crimin' with the spirit bomb
    ************* around, throw your body on the lawn
    Right in front of your mom, mother*******s, I'm gone
    RattPack...
  • [Verse 1: Logic]
    Back again like I never left
    Young Sinatra, that's to the death
    We turnt up 'til we go deaf
    Rep RattPack 'til my last breath
    I cut records like Kid Cudi
    Day and night, that's all the time
    From the underground to the mainstream
    My same team get all the *************ne
    They wanted beef, but I never knew
    I just keep the peace and get revenue
    Stay true they never do
    Cut all ties, I'll sever you
    These rappers like women, how soft they appear
    We keepin' it real but they flow is irregular
    Grab the mic and I murder on the regular
    While these ******* hit me up on my cellular
    I can't take the time that I take to rhyme
    I just bull*************t, man, that blow my mind
    I'm 23 like MJ
    That's no rest like overtime
    Writing rhymes on the tour bus
    We stay real to the core of us
    They talk *************t 'bout RattPack
    But every day, man, there's more of us
    That money come and that money go
    But this music *************t, man, that's all I know
    I been broke and I got paid
    Like a Goodfella that got made
    I'm draped up and I'm dripped out
    Went to school, got kicked out
    Told my mama, she flipped out
    Said "************* it all" and I dipped out
    But I'm back though, whole time
    ************* *******, I just rhyme
    Brand new state of mind
    My lifestyle is so divine
    'Cause I've lived and I've learned
    Now I hustle and earn
    'Cause once you in the limelight, everybody concerned
    Wish our wellbeing, and if you feel okay
    *************, you wasn't here a year ago
    Why is you here today?
    I've got professor paper, your money need an extension
    I'm sellin' success, save up and pay attention
    Money can't buy happiness, but that *************t can support it
    'Cause what's a family of five if you can't even afford it?

    [Verse 2: Dizzy]
    Feelin' good, feelin' great...
    Feelin' like a XXL Freshman on your ************* ass, *************...

    Creepin' on the come-up with my ************* Logic
    Time to get it poppin'
    Got your city watching, hit the stage, them ******* poppin'
    What it do? Bruh, I ************* with you
    Don't let these haters knock ya
    Keep it gangsta, keep it, keep it G
    Don't keep them lames around
    And ************* the world, ************* the, ************* the world
    Y'all gon' feel my passion (pass the blunt)
    I'm a create that *************t that's ******' everlasting
    And I'm overboard with the tactics
    Walk out the house and I ain't even matching
    But I'm stuntin' 'cause I'm the coolest and the youngest
    I told 'em I was a threat – they scared of what's next
    I'm Christoper Dorner in effect if you speakin' down on my name
    Walkin' down this road, I'm the only one in my lane
    And my fingers gettin' itchy, that's that money comin' to get me
    Mr. Wright, Mr. Dizzy Wright, Vegas ************* *************t (makin' noise)
    Wait a minute, ain't them *************s on the list?
    Makin' moves, making super moves, who the ************* is you?
    ************* what? *************, *************, what? Them *************s the truth
    It's an honour to be a part of the heart, the young Sinatra
    You ain't gotta smoke ******, we gon' celebrate with this vodka
    Grindin' for some time, and I'm hella straight with the dollars
    So if you call me, and you need me, then I've got ya
    Don't talk about being the realest, *************s gon' feel us regardless
    We gotta keep on killin' – I've got the mind of Martian
    I'm spaced out... somewhere in a world where I've never been
    Livin' out my dreams and I'm still tryna settle in
    See, it's amazing – studio sessions, beautiful blessings
    I'm faded, usually quiet, but I've got this message
    So I speak it like I know it
    Got my shot, I took it and I didn't ******' blow it
    Now everything is in motion
    Callin' out my homies who understand what it means
    To get off your ass, get on your grind and follow your dreams
    Makin' it a fact to be great at what you achieve
    If I leave, would you follow with an ease?

    [Verse 3: Logic]
    Open your mind – elevate to the level of this rhyme
    Keep it G to the dime, many seek, never find
    Never knowing when I'm flowing, feeling heroic, never ask
    Chillin' with your *************, I can't help but grab up on that ass
    Swervin' at 120 while she's rolling ****** on the dash
    Many never follow their dreams, but follow the cash
    And this is the reason the Reaper is comin' for they ass
    Top dollar, money, *******, Impalas
    ************* it all, let me holler
    And show you how we do it where I come from
    We gettin' money for the long term, not just no lump sum
    How you feeling? Make a killing, ******* higher than the ceiling
    I'm Goku, you *******s is Crimin' with the spirit bomb
    ************* around, throw your body on the lawn
    Right in front of your mom, mother*******s, I'm gone
    RattPack...