Logic - The Return lyrics

Satisfy satisfy
Yeah yeah, yeah satisfy this hung you
Sinatra big Pepe
Satisfy oh, you got the studio shoutout
Satisfy
You feelin' good about yourself right now
Huh? Satisfy this hung you (6ix)

Hold up let me get up in it now
Bitch, I'm here to win it now
L-O-G-IC, I'm feeling free
I'm finna bring it now
If you know the words
Take a step back and sing it now
Never thought I'd have to
But I keep the windows tinted now
Like, la-di da-di
Who got the keys to my Audi?
Last time I said, it went viral
I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't fuck with you, you, them
Her and him too
'Cause don't none of y'all know a fucking
Thing 'bout what I been through
And all that superficial shit you
Love I'm just not into
And when it comes to gettin' deep in
This rap shit I've been to
Like the pussy, don't push me
I ain't no killer, but you know the rest
You think I caught the holy
Spirit how I'm feelin' blessed
Ain't no contest at all this wack shit
It just ain't no test
Step and get laid to rest, boy
Step and get laid to rest
It ain't no "S" on my
Chest but I'm still gunnin'
While half of these
Motherfuckers still runnin'
I've earned everything I've attained and
They steal from him
Like goddamn, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Used to call you a hater
You a motherfuckin' stan
Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me
I ain't signed a shoe deal
'cause I'm waitin' for Nike
To recognize all these youngins wanna
Be just like me
Cut the check for twenty million right
Now and we might see
Everybody rockin' my kicks
Preachin' positivity i get up, I get up

I get up, when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned
When shit rough I get tough and
When I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh
I get up, when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned
When shit rough I get tough and
When I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh i get up

Never address me as "Robert" 'less
It's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never saved my hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It don't matter if you got six dollars
Or six figures on the creep
'Cause in the end we all six feet deep
Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on
This 6ix beat
Flashbacks of havin' visions way
Back in G'Burg
Every single one of my homies and me work
Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit
Forget about it
Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody
Gave a shit about it
Ten years later, pick up a pen
Write a hit about it
And back then I thought I'd be
Defined by how good I rhyme
Not like these rappers with shit flows
But look good online
Not made to feel bad for speakin'
Bout this shit on my mind
Or called a faggot, a nigger
A cracker who wish he was blacker
I wish I could face my homophobic
Racist attacker
And smack the shit outta they
Ass as peaceful as possible
It's highly improbable, it's stoppable
But still
Way too many people feel how I feel
That's on the real, on the real
On the motherfuckin' real

I get up, when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned
When shit rough I get tough and
When I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh
I get up, when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned
When shit rough I get tough and
When I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh

Ayo motherfuck a Trump
Said that shit on my last album
But you wasn't tappin' in
Fuck a mumble let's make America rap again
Industry don't give a fuck about
Rap or what's happenin'
Fuck a hypebeast, bitch, now who seein' me?
Nobody reports the music, this shit
This rap TMZ nowadays everyone divided
So I collided with headlines
Preach that, go 'head boy now preach that
Wash my hands of this negativity
Word to Three Stacks so fresh, so clean
Who the illest on the scene?
Wu Tang, get the cream
Sinatra gon' reign supreme open your mental
Get out your feelin's like dental
This shit is consequential
Lightin' a fire to the game
Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah
This shit won't be the same fuck a rap beef
I promise I want all of y'all to prosper
But deep down you know it's
Only gon' be one Mufasa
I'm the king, fuck the bling
But just might make you kiss the ring
All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed
I know it sting now
Don't try to twist my words and
Turn that into some shit
I love all you motherfuckers
Just want to hear you spit
Dropped my last shit
The whole wide world applauded it
Game still ain't give me my credit's
So I'ma audit it
I'm heartless like Kanye in '08
Yeah, that's word to NO ID
Now they all know who I be
I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the
Track with me and smack the whole industry
Show 'em what that real rap do
The ball's in your court, Hov, I
Hope to hear from Guru, woo!