Logic - Numbers lyrics

You already
Know what I been on, you know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't
I see that
Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it
Where the weed at?"
And this flight attendant got
The fattest ass, you know I need that

Now these bitches say they love me
But they just obsessed with the image
Now if practice makes perfect then
This is a scrimmage
'Cause I ain't perfect, I never said I was
But now they hatin' 'cause a
Brother finally got some buzz
The things that I say
(Say) the places I'm seein' (Seein')
The people I talk to you
Don't know what I mean even matters of love
It ain't always as it seems


Yeah, there's plenty in the sea
Until you hit the mainstream
The girl that I love, the one I call my honey
Now I wonder if she love me
For me or my fuckin' money
Sometimes I think about the love that
I had in the past i truly miss it
But it just wasn't destined to last
'Cause our separation lit a fire under my ass
And now I'm gunnin' for the throne, yeah
That is my task just a youngin with a dream
That acquired a team
Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' Supreme
Now the whole world wonders
What's his next move
That all depends on what I feel
That I need to improve
Tell me what you think of me
I swear it doesn't matter
Just as long as I am happy
And my pocket's getting fatter
Watch me shatter the competition
Get mad and now all of 'em wishing
You coulda done it like I done
It, bitch, I run it, ah!
Yeah, you know I do it like it
Ain't ever been done
Hit the Vegas strip and blow a
Million euro just for fun
To be honest I may have
Embellished that last line
Chillin' with a shorty that is
So much more than fine
At the penthouse poppin' bottles of
That hundred-thousand dollar wine
I got the connect
Met 'im through the grape vine

You know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't
I see that
Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it
Where the weed at?"
And this flight attendant got
The fattest ass, you know I need that
Y-y you know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't
I see that
Now these bitches say they love me
But they just obsessed with the image
You know what I been on
You know where I be at

Yeah, it's been a year
And everything I said would happen has
New-school style with old-school
Bars like Alcatraz
'Cause I ain't never second
Guess this music shit
I knew this shit was all I ever wanted
All I ever had born famous
Now it's just time to convince the world
Ditch cats, like drainage if they disrespect
Then don't step through
I paint pictures for your mind and
Bring it to life like cinematography
Say it then I do it
My whole career's a prophecy now
Better grab your jacket
'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
And when my album hit the
Stores it's sold out
Like these rapper's careers
I'm the sum of our fears
Fuck a Grammy nominated, bitch
I made it and I'm here
I said it's all about the fans
Not all about the record sales
They said it wouldn't work
I told 'em go fuck theyselves
Why you think I'm independent?
Visionaries never fail
Why-why you think I'm independent?
Visionaries never f

You know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't
I see that
Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it
Where the weed at?"
And this flight attendant got
The fattest ass, you know I need that
Y-y you know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't
I see that
Now these bitches say they love me
But they just obsessed with the image
You know what I been on
You know where I be at (Sinatra)

"You gotta realize
A lot of the time when I talk
And I'm talking extremely cocky
I'm not talking about myself
I'm talking about the work" You
Know where I be at logic