ADE, Logic - The Vibe (The City) lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[ADE, Logic - The Vibe The City lyrics]
From Uptown, Downtown in town, out of town
We got it going on
They ask me where I'm from
Sometimes I get confused
Cause I ain't from the city
Although I rep it too
But this is still my home
Not where I lay at night
This is more than a city
This here is a way of life
It stretches over to my state and then back
Where you can see everything
From legislation to crack
And the education for blacks is
Get it by any means
Where niggas in the hood ain't
Scared to wear skinny jeans
There's plenty young-ins clubbing
And Moet chugging
Jumping every night this a life
You can get stuck in
Sipping a cup of Henny xo, ex ho ducking
And parties with ball players and sports
We got no luck in
This is fucking ridiculous niggas
Be too meticulous, opinionated
Never had shit but still be the pickiest
Look at how sick he is, the son of a nurse
Let it be known I made it and I'm
One of the first in the city
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
I'm from Maryland where all the
Honeys is fine as Monroe
With bodies that make you want to
Come inside like the Commodores
The RattPack
Sitting around the table playing blackjack
Three piece Armanis with
The freshest snapbacks you know it's Logic
Haters busting at us and we dodge it
Whether you're from the burbs
Or representing the projects
This that feel good flow
From the records to shows
To getting shorties out of they clothes
From DC to God knows
Young Sinatra, don't forget Logic taught you
King of the bobbysoxer
Keeping it real since I first brought you
The flow that is inevitable
Peace to Phil and Chris we go
Hard for the city we know
I'm on the come up
Too many honeys on they Princess
Leia trying to bun up but that's a no go
I'm on my Han Solo in the city
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
I love it like no other
Shine on the brightest summers
Go out when the night is coupled
With stars, bar hoppers and clubbers
They not too fond of others
We'd hold each others hand and talk shit on
Demand, get stopped with gun in hand, blamnd
This is still the murder capital
Niggas will clap you for your shoe
Money and jacket too
Dude, I've seen the toe tagging ensue
'02' ain't the year where
If black is beautiful
The city getting ugly now we moving now
With the cost of living is
Shooting through the clouds
Wow, am I the only nigga noticing
Is the city half black, Mr fuck it
I'll be the youngin to bring the focus in
And the dopest since Rayful Edmond
Brought crack coke in
Think I ain't got the touch ask Tony Toca and
I'm high as the age rate
Watch where you poke it in the city
We got it going on
They ask me where I'm from
Sometimes I get confused
Cause I ain't from the city
Although I rep it too
But this is still my home
Not where I lay at night
This is more than a city
This here is a way of life
It stretches over to my state and then back
Where you can see everything
From legislation to crack
And the education for blacks is
Get it by any means
Where niggas in the hood ain't
Scared to wear skinny jeans
There's plenty young-ins clubbing
And Moet chugging
Jumping every night this a life
You can get stuck in
Sipping a cup of Henny xo, ex ho ducking
And parties with ball players and sports
We got no luck in
This is fucking ridiculous niggas
Be too meticulous, opinionated
Never had shit but still be the pickiest
Look at how sick he is, the son of a nurse
Let it be known I made it and I'm
One of the first in the city
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
I'm from Maryland where all the
Honeys is fine as Monroe
With bodies that make you want to
Come inside like the Commodores
The RattPack
Sitting around the table playing blackjack
Three piece Armanis with
The freshest snapbacks you know it's Logic
Haters busting at us and we dodge it
Whether you're from the burbs
Or representing the projects
This that feel good flow
From the records to shows
To getting shorties out of they clothes
From DC to God knows
Young Sinatra, don't forget Logic taught you
King of the bobbysoxer
Keeping it real since I first brought you
The flow that is inevitable
Peace to Phil and Chris we go
Hard for the city we know
I'm on the come up
Too many honeys on they Princess
Leia trying to bun up but that's a no go
I'm on my Han Solo in the city
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
I love it like no other
Shine on the brightest summers
Go out when the night is coupled
With stars, bar hoppers and clubbers
They not too fond of others
We'd hold each others hand and talk shit on
Demand, get stopped with gun in hand, blamnd
This is still the murder capital
Niggas will clap you for your shoe
Money and jacket too
Dude, I've seen the toe tagging ensue
'02' ain't the year where
If black is beautiful
The city getting ugly now we moving now
With the cost of living is
Shooting through the clouds
Wow, am I the only nigga noticing
Is the city half black, Mr fuck it
I'll be the youngin to bring the focus in
And the dopest since Rayful Edmond
Brought crack coke in
Think I ain't got the touch ask Tony Toca and
I'm high as the age rate
Watch where you poke it in the city