What?
Here we are, money on my mind (Now)
Here we are, place most never find (Now)
Here we are, I'm not coming down (Now)
Here we are, a lifetime from the ground (Now)
Here we are, money on my mind
How much do it cost to keep it real with you?
Here we are, place most never find
How much do it cost to be a real nigga?
Here we are, I'm not coming down
Open your eyes and see the real picture
Here we are, a lifetime from the ground
How much do it cost to keep it real?
It's goin' down like that
Maybach, I'm livin' it up like I never could in the days way back
Write it, record it
Let the people absorb it
I'm morbid and want more of it
On the 101, floorin' it
The definition of a Smeargle rapper
It's been a decade, it's a miracle I'm still a rapper (Now)
Yeah, you the furthest from innovative
No wonder the people hate it
In the back of the Mercedes, gettin' faded
When it comes to the flow, you know I confiscate it, then made it better
I pull strings like the guitarist in Greta Van Fleet
My camp meet at the pinnacle like Everest like Mike Posner
Far from a poser
My flows are crazy, I thought I told you
Better hold you money tight 'fore I snatch that shit
Roll it, light it up, and then pass that shit
People got problems, but use substances to mask that shit
We past that shit
You better seek therapy, human
What the fuck is we doing?
Killin' one another for nothing
Man, most of these people is bluffin'
Actin' like they got the world in they hand, but really got nothing
Why you think they Twitter fingers be achin'?
'Cause they forsaken what it means to be a person
And worsen they mental daily by involvin' themselves in extracurricular activities
I am the blackest white boy that you've ever seen
Nigga, please
It's apparent my skin is transparent
Only color I ever really gave a fuck about was green
Only people I fuck with is my family, friends, and my team
Twenty albums in under a decade, bitch, I'm a machine
Talkin' 'bout you don't like Logic, bitch, what the fuck do you mean?
Why you listenin' to me then? Why you watchin' on your screen?
'Cause I'm all you have in the world at this moment
And the fact that I'm winnin' and you ain't winnin' hurts, don't it?
You see, I know you're not a hater, not really, not deep down
You just got a lot goin' on that you keep deep underground
Maybe you was molested, even beaten as a child
And when you see other people this happy, it drives you wild
How did I know this? How do I know this?
'Cause I myself was beaten and molested
God drug me through the fire everyday, I was tested
'Cause really when you look at me, what you see is a mirror
That reflects who you wish you really was, but even clearer
And makes you uncomfortable that I'm comfortable with who I am
That's the reason that you hate and the reason that you Stan
The reason you obsess, you're my biggest fan
So my advice is seek therapy and find clarity
I know you hate me, but I love you with sincerity
Here we are, money on my mind
How much do it cost to keep it real with you?
Here we are, a place most never find
How much do it cost to be a real nigga?
Here we are, I'm not coming down
Open your eyes and see the real picture
Here we are, a lifetime from the ground
How much do it cost to keep it real?
Here we are, money on my mind
How much do it cost to keep it real with you?
Here we are, a place most never find
How much do it cost to be a real nigga?
Here we are, I'm not coming down
Open your eyes and see the real picture
Here we are, a lifetime from the ground
How much do it cost to keep it real?
Thank God for synthetic gravity and ribeye that never came from a cow
I still don't understand how we grow meat without livestock
The marvels of AI, my friend
But wasn't it also because of AI that every country in the entire world deployed nukes as an auto defense against Russia's initial attack on the New Americas?
Mmm, I mean, but the steak though
Ugh, so good