[Verse 1]
This just in like NSYNC
Back on the street bitch I get on my instinct
Goddamn right I'm a pop star
Chilling like a Dilla drum, hot like a cop car
Gotta know how it's done homie watch this
Pull out the hammer, can't touch this
Bitch I'm back on my ways, I don't need the praise
I rather just watch how my Rollie appraise
I sip and I blaze, I'm eating fillets
I got five hundred thousand dollars in Js
I know you amazed
You hatin' on Logic, it's cause you a bitch
It's how you was raised
It ain't your fault, it's your momma and daddy
I'm raising my family, my wife is a baddie
"Man where Logic been at?", I been in the crib
Doing right by my family and raising these kids
I came back to the game and realised that these rappers is mid

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