Another Man’s Logo

By Spose

On Good Luck With Your Life

Released on May 5, 2017

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[Verse 1: Spose]

It's the King of Maine

But I remember getting in the game

Everybody told me I'm insane

"He should stay in college, quit the rappin'

Save a dollar, it won't happen"

They gave up and they told me to do the same

But I knew I was gonna bang

Knew I was emoji with the flames

Even when your homie told me I was lame

Now he wants a verse

Bro, twenty million out the purse

In my Gmail, replied on the plane

Now I bag work, I don't mean coke I mean merch

Twenty-five dollars for a shirt

Since I pay six that's nineteen, profit for a hit

I'm a prophet to these kids, I'm like a church, Speezus Christ

Used to work morning to the night

So another man could live a better life

Minimally pay me then he's whipping a Mercedes

Something shady, so I made it to the majors out of spite

That's right

[Hook: Spose & Shang-High]

You doubted, you doubted

Can't do shit about it, I'm 'bout it

They told me, "Keep quiet, don't try it, just be Ryan"

But I told 'em, "I'm shouting"

Feeling like, "Haaaan," the way I went solo

Check me out, no 'nother man's logo on my polo

Ooh, did it all on my own now

Tried to put me in the box, but I broke out

I feel like a living legend in my hometown

No other man's logo, got no other man's logo on my polo


[Verse 2: Spose]

Thirty-five hunnid for the show

That's the number right before I blow

Me, I used to work for ten fifty in the kitchen

Boss bitchin' in my vision 'cause there wrinkles in my clothes

Now I write the checks, I don't know what city up next

If you think I'm bimpin' you would be correct

I got fans to my left and some money to my right

I made what you made in a month in one night

Now I'm walking in New Orleans with my homies

And I'm tanning on my shoulder blades

This is what you couldn't see in older days

When I was bumping Odelay

Till I got a whip with a roof that could fold away

Or secret service jogging by my motorcade

If I had listened

My trophies and plaques in the glass wouldn't glisten

I had premonitions but they were dismissive

Thought I was lost, but now boss my description

And if I had listened to you, I'd probably still have the apron

That goes around back and then ties in the front

I quit my job, I'm my boss

I can do what I want, so just pass me the blunt

[Hook: Spose & Shang-High]

You doubted, you doubted

Can't do shit about it, I'm 'bout it

They told me, "Keep quiet, don't try it, just be Ryan"

But I told 'em, "I'm shouting"

Feeling like, "Haaaan," the way I went solo

Check me out, no 'nother man's logo on my polo

Ooh, did it all on my own now

Tried to put me in the box, but I broke out

I feel like a living legend in my hometown

No other man's logo, got no other man's logo on my polo


[Verse 3: Spose]

I don't split a dollar with a person

P. Dank Records on the jersey

'Cause the power of my mind make a hour of my time worth more

Motherfuckers can't afford me

You could do this too

I was just like you

One-two-zero-seven

But I been waking up and tryin' to get it

'Cause I never wanna go back to my old job

I'm not complacent, pacin', waitin' for a phone call

They didn't see it, so I guess I had to show y'all

Bro, my whole circle cold like a snow ball

It's the P. Dank clan, that's me, Jay, Cam

Mike Be, Shane and Essence

Flexin' repossession, check the replay cam

If you doubt us, this is payback

Middle finger to a name tag


[Outro: Shang-High]

Ooh, did it all on my own now

Tried to put me in the box, but I broke out