Logic - YSIV lyrics

Logic

Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Logic - YSIV lyrics]

It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
(Rest in peace Mac Miller)
It's been like 10 years here we go (yeah)

Visualizin' and realizin' my life
Is fuckin' crazy poppin' like JAY-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch
I've been ready to kill it, it's so amazing
Bitch, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass
I ain't talkin' grazing
They just hit the tape while I sip scotch
Let the haters kick rocks, my shit is tip-top
I never flip-flop
Why? 'Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own
'cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated
All these youngins do is
Whine like they inebriated
I'm hated, but yeah


That's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm
One of the realest, i'm ready to kill this
The people, they feel us
Me and my team made millions
But you know we still us
That's why they wanna kill us
That's why they wanna kill us
RattPack, real all the time, we never phony
I'm single handedly running the
Game like a Sony
While the rest of these rappers is acting
Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers
Yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah
Like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate
That last line
Probably haters on the internet ain't
Got nothing to bargain
Said I'd never make it, bitch
I just sold out the Garden

Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we sip scotch
Like Sinatra, screamin'
"Motherfuck the cops"

They say they want the old Logic
The one that
Flow like a faucet I'm still the same me
They just don't believe it like they agnostic
If I spit over the boom bap
Then they perceive it as nostalgic
But the truth is
My subject matter has been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit
That they frequent from 19, to 2019
Been murderin' this shit for a decade
From the boom bap to the trap
I let my shit's cascade (Listen, yeah, yeah)
So what's the dealy? Pass
The Phillie, get silly, that's on the really
We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill
I'm talkin' achilles
Try to play me like I ain't me
But I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth 50 million
Still rappin on break beats?
From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots
And many more
Of course we could never forget
Biggie and young Shakur fuck the police
No we ain't fuckin' with Al Pastor
I'm the bastard that mastered the flow
I said it once before fa' sho'
While 6ix produce the kicks from the soul
You already know
Fuck these youngins talking outta they
Ass with no class i'm here to school 'em
This that real shit, I'm never foolin'
I'm killin' these squares
We call it a massacre i got the bread
But these fuckers need the dough like a baker
The legends above me love me
Like the RZA, like Nas
Like Jay 'Cause I mastered the flow
From back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little

Now I think it's time to switch to lyricism
Peep the riddle
I was born in mint condition
I'm everybody's life's mission
All right, listen
Put me 'round your neck and I might glisten
The ultimate connect
I'll get you anything you need
From good credit to good weed
I can make any woman succeed
Control you with a heart of greed
Along with anybody that's in need
I'll make 'em beg and plead
I'm in the pocket of mafia
Crime lords and presidents without me
They'll evict you from your residence
Hov wrote about me on "Dead Presidents
" never irrelevant
Not a soul on earth would love
Me if I weren't me
No matter what year I'm in, I'm current, see?
People that have me, yeah
They power's so immense
But people without me, make no sense
God damn yeah, the world revolve around me
The law evolve around me
The shit people do to get a
Piece of me astound me
Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong
I'm given to the greatest athletes
When they go long you could put me in check
But I'm still laughing all the
Way to the bank
I'm the reason that the Titanic sank
I'm always there for you, yeah
When it comes down to the wire And some
People even tuck me away 'til they retire
I usually come around on
The first and fifteenth
If you owe me to somebody
Then they'll leave you beneath
People go crazy when they feel me
In the Middle East they drill me
If you let your guard down
Then some people'll steal me
I knew these two dudes that's always
Been homies since fifth grade
Always schemin' on the block
Selling crack to get paid
Now they never graduated
Thought that shit a charade
Only thing on they mind that
Wasn't me was get laid then one day
They had a falling out on the block
See, one thought the other one
Had been stealing his rock
'Cause he coulda sworn he had
More weight in his stock
Pulled out the Glock and his homie yelled
"Stop!" but before he had the chance
To pull the trigger
Oh shit here come the cops
They saw the gun and blew them both away
Now there's two more kids dead in the
Street all before twenty Over me
The most important thing to man: money

Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we sip scotch
Like Sinatra, screamin'
"Motherfuck the cops"

We just some motherfuckin' kids
We just some motherfuckin' kids

We love and m -iss you, Mac
For those of y'all who don't know man
Mac is the whole reason that I started
Doing this Young Sinatra shit i
Remember I loved Lord Finesse
All the shit he did with
DITC, Diggin in the Crates "Hip to the Game"
One of like one of the illest beats ever and
I remember when Mac flipped that shit for
Kool-Aid and Frozen Pizza I
Thought it was the
Dopest shit man mac showed me that
I could just do it all on my
Own me and all my boys
All my homies and if it wasn't
For him killing that beat I
Would have never got on that
Beat for my very first
Mixtape Young Broke and Infamous damn
That's like 2010 and
I titled the track "Young
Sinatra" And that was
The birth of all this shit so, thank you
I appreciate you, love you and miss you
Yeah yeah, we just some motherfuckin' kids

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