Logic - Scenario lyrics

Three in the morning, the pancake house
(Come on) four in the morning
We'll be rolling to my house (What?)
Five in the morning, the lights go out
Six in the morning
You can hear her start to shout (What?)
Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin' a cab
Eight in the morning
Talkin' about the fun she had
(Come on, come on) nine in the morning, man
She just gettin' home (Yo, yo, yo)
Talkin' about the overnight scenario
Scenario
Three in the morning, the pancake house
(Come on) four in the morning
We'll be rolling to my house (What?)
Five in the morning, the lights go out
Six in the morning
You can hear her start to shout (What?)
Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin' a cab
Eight in the morning
Talkin' about the fun she had
(Come on, come on) nine in the morning, man
She just gettin' home (Yo, yo, yo)
Talkin' about the overnight scenario
Scenario

The way I blew up on the
Scene you think Osama did it
The way I’m addressin' DC
You'd think Obama did it
This is for the ladies in the crowd
Gettin' loud my intelligent women
You dumb bitches ain't allowed
I'm reppin' DMV, so you know I'm proud
They gave me a license to kill
And I'm doin' it right now
On the rise like DOW
With a Jones for this rap shit
At the ten headin' for the
Zone watch me catch it
That VISA flow ‘cause I’m accepted everywhere
Getting credit now beware
I’m the tortoise you the hare
See I took my time to design this rhyme
Perfectin' every synonym
Every syllable slowly killin’ them
Why spit game when I could
Just get to drillin' them?
I think I’m going too fast
Let's slow it down like Ritalin

Three in the morning, the pancake house
(Come on) four in the morning
We'll be rolling to my house (What?)
Five in the morning, the lights go out
Six in the morning
You can hear her start to shout (What?)
Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin' a cab
Eight in the morning
Talkin' about the fun she had
(Come on, come on) nine in the morning, man
She just gettin' home (Yo, yo, yo)
Talkin' about the overnight scenario
Scenario

Yeah, I’m spittin' crack
Now I’m marrying the game
Burying these lames
Where I’m from? Maryland’s the name
Radio play is necessary in this game
See I dream of Jeannie Jones
Playin' my demo at home get excited
Call Tigga and let him
Listen through the phone
But that ain’t happenin'
So I’m doing it on my own
If you think that you street
Then meet me at the chili bowl
Or maybe hit the water front
And we can really flow
You know I’m really cold
Tell your girl to bring the fur
After I beat ya
Hit Ibiza and I’m bringin' her
One in the AM the club causin' mayham
My homie C Dot got two
Women tryin' to lay him (What?)
Two in the AM, they got my music playin'
Begging me to hit the stage, but I’m like
"Who’s payin'?"

Three in the morning, the pancake house
(Come on) four in the morning
We'll be rolling to my house (What?)
Five in the morning, the lights go out
Six in the morning
You can hear her start to shout (What?)
Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin' a cab
Eight in the morning
Talkin' about the fun she had
(Come on, come on) nine in the morning, man
She just gettin' home (Yo, yo, yo)
Talkin' about the overnight scenario
Scenario