Logic - Stewie Griffin lyrics

Logic taught me
"So, uh it's been twenty-four
Hours got my money?" "Oh uh, you know what
Just give me 'til next Friday
I'll have it for you" "Oh oh, uh
That's funny i could've sworn I
Said 'have it today'?"
"yeah i don't have it, sorry"
"Oh well alright then
Yeah, that's what happens man!"

I'm Stewie Griffin and this game is Brian
Beatin' the hell out of em'
Tryin', to get this money
Check the statistics
The chances of me blowin' up
Are far from realistic fuck it, I'll risk it
To have a chance at fame, I'd never miss it
I know I'm gonna be famous 'cause
My friends and family insisted
Been on the low
Concealing my shit just like a biscuit
But it's time to let off, set off
Break this bread off
Bitches I'm comin' and I ain't finna pull out
All I do is get this money
Cut these records and cool out
My favorite night of the week
To perform is Friday
But I kinda see it as Louis Vuitton day
'Cause when I step up on the stage
I'm snatchin' mics like Kanye
Too swift to book me for the night
That's Andre three stacks, I do it big
Take no relax, I'm spittin' the facts
Catch me in the booth, droppin' tracks
Yeah they talkin' bout me
Yeah, I know they talkin' bout me
Yeah I know they talkin' bout me but
Never face to face, they evade it
By rappers I'm hated
Because I'm fly, while they just levitated
As the hating escalated
My flow, it just elevated bitches I made it

Young jedi, all I do is stack bread
I said I be in the crib
Bumpin' Red Hot Chili Peppers
This right here for all my city reppers
Fly talker, sky walker, get gritty reppers
Follow your dreams
This life ain't what it seems
They used to tell me I'd never make it
Now my flow streams
Across the world, spit lyrics
Let them unfurl poetic rhetoric my girl
Got my mind playin' tricks on me
My eyes is closed, the ice is froze, I got it
Hip-hop was never dead, but it was fallin'
And I caught it the way I process chips
You think my brain's robotic
Fuckin' with bitches overseas cos
The pussy's exotic
I went from switchin' lanes in the rain
To switchin' planes with dames
Poppin' champagne, spittin' game
And gettin' brain

"Don't bring that trash in here
This is my house!"