[Intro: Logic]

It's 2 bars? A'ight...

[Verse 1: Logic]

Motherfuckers wanna get famous, bust guns and get (dangerous, dangerous)

Daddy graduated from Cambridge, yeah, money talks in every language, huh

Real recognize that stainless (stainless), silver spoon what my aim is

Y'all don't know what that game is

Man, y'all don't know what that, uh

Y'all 'bout that fraternity life

If you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come

Baby girl gon' be 'bout that maternity life

If you do like my daddy, then she gonna be single and alone

That maternity life for eternity life

Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life

Cause we do what we do, but hold up, let me get it right

Everybody got problems, everybody got problems

But not everybody need a .45 to solve them, revolve them (ba-ba-ba-ba)

Take care of all of them like this, I might just go crazy all the way

Y'all live that life where your safety is only a call away

But not us, mommy and daddy never bought us

Not a god damn thing what they brought us

Broke as hell, we couldn't fund the trust

Outside, run around with a gun to bust

Police looking for every one of us

Back then, yeah, all of that was fun to us

Had a little bit of money in the middle, let me hit 'em with a riddle

If I never had a dark night I might not-not-not—

Not be the same—might not be the—

[Pre-Chorus: Logic]

I know my mind is sober, but I'm so high, it's over

I know my mind is sober, but I'm so high, it's over

[Chorus: Dria]

Ayy, hey now boy? (Boy, boy, boy)

You don't know nothing about this, right here boy (Boy, boy, boy)

Tryna get a Maybach—bach, real niggas in a Cadillac—lac—lac

You ain't about that Chi-town

South Central with the gat-gat-gat

Livin' in the projects, for them niggas who been tryna eat

Get the fuck up off your silver—

[Verse 2: Logic]

Everybody wanna live lavish, a million in the bank on average

They cutthroat, yeah they savage

They riding round with the baddest (bitch)

One day I woke up, and said I'm bout to do this

For the rest of my life, no question it's right

Waiting for the bus at a stop light

Looking at the cop right in front of my eyes

Living in a world of lies, where the truth dies

And hatred multiplies—mu-mu-mu-multi—

Multiplies, I said I can't take it

I remember wondering if I would ever make it

But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it's evident

I'm getting money for the hell of it

Never fuck around, so the flow celibate

Speaking for the people like a delegate

And when the situation delicate

I execute it with the proper etiquette

Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no, can't take the time to stop

It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top

But I'm still getting guap, never stop 'less a body drop

Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in

While the whole world spin for the dividend

But I'm in another system

Everybody hate 'til he dead then they miss 'em

Why can't we relax and listen?

Stop spending money on things that glisten

[Pre-Chorus: Logic]

I know my mind is sober, but I'm so high, it's over

I know my mind is sober, but I'm so high, it's over

[Chorus: Dria]

Ayy, hey now boy? (Boy, boy, boy)

You don't know nothing about this, right here boy (Boy, boy, boy)

Tryna get a Maybach, real niggas in a Cadillac—lac—lac

You ain't about that Chi-town

South Central with the gat-gat-gat

Livin' in the projects, for them niggas who been tryna eat

Get the fuck up off your silver spoon