Logic - Fan In Denial (F.I.D.) lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic - Fan In Denial F.I.D. lyrics]
(Look at this nigga, little bitch can't rap
You white! Motherfucking bullshit
Fuck outta' here with that shit)
Baby you got me confused
With one of them other dudes
Under they breath mumblin'
Shout out to Spitta I'm crumblin'
All these haters that want it homie
I keep it a hundred
Never fronted while you stunting
Acting like you hate it but really want it
I swear to god when they talkin'
Shit it just make me smile
Cause you ain't no hater my brotha'
Just a fan in denial
Every time that you hate on me
I get stronger when risen
Judgin' these lyrics by my
Skin homie that's racism
My momma white my daddy black
But ya'll don't even listen
Judgin' by only what you
See that's artistic division
And in the end creates
An intellectual collision
But if you listen to my words
Then you would see my vision
But that's enough on that subject
Homie I'mma keep flowin'
On the tour bus, four of us
The weed's blowin' but I ain't smokin'
I'm just writin' while homies tokin'
Playin' this game until that shit is broken
Fuckin' with honeys 'til they panties soakin'
Feelin' victorious, hella glorious
My story is gonna be depicted by
Me and my team as warriors that
Did it big like Notorious
Haters talkin' shit gon' get
The goriest of verses
(Yo, that shit is whack yo)
Man what the, maaaaaan that shit was weak yo
What the fuck was he talkin' about
Everything he said made sense
Maaaaan, that's some bullshit i mean
I mean you can't say much
You know what I mean
Like yeah he spit you know
What I'm sayin' like
His lyrics is good and you know, he kill it
With the flow but, man
That shit sucked though, yuh)
You white! Motherfucking bullshit
Fuck outta' here with that shit)
Baby you got me confused
With one of them other dudes
Under they breath mumblin'
Shout out to Spitta I'm crumblin'
All these haters that want it homie
I keep it a hundred
Never fronted while you stunting
Acting like you hate it but really want it
I swear to god when they talkin'
Shit it just make me smile
Cause you ain't no hater my brotha'
Just a fan in denial
Every time that you hate on me
I get stronger when risen
Judgin' these lyrics by my
Skin homie that's racism
My momma white my daddy black
But ya'll don't even listen
Judgin' by only what you
See that's artistic division
And in the end creates
An intellectual collision
But if you listen to my words
Then you would see my vision
But that's enough on that subject
Homie I'mma keep flowin'
On the tour bus, four of us
The weed's blowin' but I ain't smokin'
I'm just writin' while homies tokin'
Playin' this game until that shit is broken
Fuckin' with honeys 'til they panties soakin'
Feelin' victorious, hella glorious
My story is gonna be depicted by
Me and my team as warriors that
Did it big like Notorious
Haters talkin' shit gon' get
The goriest of verses
(Yo, that shit is whack yo)
Man what the, maaaaaan that shit was weak yo
What the fuck was he talkin' about
Everything he said made sense
Maaaaan, that's some bullshit i mean
I mean you can't say much
You know what I mean
Like yeah he spit you know
What I'm sayin' like
His lyrics is good and you know, he kill it
With the flow but, man
That shit sucked though, yuh)