[Intro]

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1: Logic]

Uh, feel my soul from this flow

I'm a six inch gash as far as openness go

I'm hopin' they know if I open the door

I'ma go and never come back

I'ma rewire your brain like a ounce of Prozac

I was a loser in school and now they cheer for us

Madison Square Garden is packed out for us

Fuck around and drop a whole album without a chorus

I'ma watch the money come like a clitoris

The force is with us of course

Split your whole shit like a wicked divorce

But thank God, all the ladies, they adore us

I was Screech back in the day and—

[Verse 2: Like]

—Now a nigga Zack Morris

Fuck the chorus, real ones go to bat for us

April 21st, mom gave birth to a black Taurus

The beginnin', I was schemin', I was dreamin', I was thinkin'

I had to run away from all of my dеmons

I believe in a simplе goal, stay true to what's you

And everybody else gon' see you for you

Good and bad, yin and yang, it's the same

It depends on your intentions, what's your aim? What's your end goal?

I had to touch down on myself, I'm in the end zone

A nigga had to go to hell twice just to get home

A nigga had to pay the whole price just for his skin tone

So even if I do this shit right, it still could end wrong

Drop a couple of jewels that you could live on

Me and Logic make this shit bump, it's like a ingrown

[Outro]

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh