作词 : Logic/Arjun Ivatury/Keanu Torres/Michael Mule/Isaac Deboni/Dwayne Carter/Darold Brown

作曲 : Logic/Arjun Ivatury/Keanu Torres/Michael Mule/Isaac Deboni/Dwayne Carter/Darold Brown

Bitch, I did it, I made it, I'm loved and I’m hated

I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated

They say, "Drink to your accomplishments," so every night I'm faded

Feel like every other day, me and somebody new related

You're my sister, cousin, brother from the other side? (The other side)

Well, I don’t know who told you that (My mama)

Well, she ****ing lied

Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up

Cut it up like it's cocaine, shake up

All the streets with all thеse beats

I body beats, I'm not discreet (Pеr-Per-Perfect)

This is how I feel on the inside

All you non-talent rappin' mother****ers better run and hide

You worthless, you have no purpose, ****in' imposte

You gots to get it through your head

You won't never get no handout

****in' with your ass, it'd be like throwing a band out (Per-Per-Perfect

My flow increased, my dough increased

You know I leave them all deceased

I am a ****ing beast, I’m from the Eas

I keep the peace, don’t need a piece

But I keep a piece, got it, capisce?

That boy gon' eat, this is a feast

Once I release, I’m smokin' trees

I bought my shit, I don't need no lease

So **** you up like Master P (Perfect

This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin’ in hot like the police

Shooting my shot like the police

All on the block like the police, man, who gon' (Stop, stop)

The police from leaving bodies in the mother****in' streets, man? (Woo, woo!

(Ahh)

Man, **** the police when they come to my peep

He put the hole in his cheek (Yeah!)

Gold on my teeth, in my pockets all B's like I got the get money disease (Right!)

I want my B's, I got more with the heat, when I speak I put rappers to sleep (Yeah!)

When I get geeked and go black on the beat, and I'm peeling them off of my cleats

Don't stand in my way

Hope you offended today, okay

I got some Hannibal ways and I treat ‘em like dinner today, no way

I get to feeling the bass, and I'm saying my grace, and I **** up, I bite off your fac

****ers not tug on the waist, that just give us a tea

And watch everyone duck in the place

Perfect, got a bad bitch, that's perfec

Just bought a new crib, that's perfect

VVS in my JID, that's perfect

Got a billion streams, that's perfect

And a couple billboards, I'm perfect

See clowns in the game, circus

Red dot all I know is I murk and burn ‘em

Washing em' up, detergent

Me and Nicki got a couple bitties twerking

Got to come in with the city full of Persians

And we got a tour bus full of virgins

Swervin, mercy, hit the curb and

Already done, rappers ain't learning

Nigga look good, but ain't earning

All of your jewelry turning

I'm starting to get too concerning

I burnt up the track like a furnace

Been floating so long, I'm a star in the sky and I start to forget what the Earth is

Uh, I quarantine with a foreign ting

Gucci sweats with the drawstrings

Eating ex like soybeans

Smiling like I'm Paul Wall

Sipping all this Pauline

She got a body like an RR

I sleep inside it like a RV

Gimme adderall, gimme perc

**** it, I'm still on, full aler

I eat every bitch on Earth and still have room for dessert

I got porn stars on call

I got Warhol on the wall

Point a sawed-off at your skull (pow)

Skull all on the wall

Catch your guard dog off guard

Get too ****ing high, never fall har

Cut the lights off in the RR

She look out the roof and see the Star Wars

In these dames, we got no flaws

That's flawless, all wins, no losses

Perfecto, that's foreign

Tunechi, de nada