Slave II - Logic

East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows

Everyone knows, everyone knows

East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows

Everyone knows, everyone knows

Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights

No lights, all for this

Tell me what you know about sleeping outside

No ride in the wintertime, all for this

Tell me what you know about commas in the bank

Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this

X you out, you get solved with this

Everybody know I…

I’m a slave

I’m a slave

You a slave (Yeah)

You a slave (Alright)

I’m a slave for this shit

I’m a slave (Yeah)

You a slave (Alright)

I’m a slave

You got to slave for this shit

Walk inside of Def Jam

Step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand

'Cause I’m countin' money with the right

In a different city every night

And I’m sellin' records like it’s white

It’s another day, another flight

Paris in the morning, L.A. at night

What a beautiful sight

Now tell me who be fuckin' with me, alright?

Everybody know I’m livin' this life

Everyone know I got the baddest wife

This shit right here, everybody gonna like

Hold up, I know what I, know what I like

Tell me why everybody in the pipe

'Cause I’m the only one doin' it right

I’m a rap genius like Rob Markman

Spent a couple of million on my new apartment

Down in Manhattan, that’s a multi-million dollar view

And I got it from rappin'

Damn everyone nappin' on the boy, heh, shit

I’m not a mad rapper, but what?

I’m angrier than Kanye

Angrier than Kanye when he talkin' about clothes

That’s a fashion line

And my last album went number one

So what that mean?

I did better than you, you, you

Sold way more than that pop bitch

And I dare Def Jam to drop this

I just drop hits

Check the Instagram fam

I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin' out loud

Every word, that’s every lyric

You can hate, shit, just stop actin' like you don’t hear it

This shit right here for the party

That album that comin', that’s shit for the spirit, woo!

5−0 triple-0