Logic Luciano - All I Thank About

If ion get money who mistaken you
I shake n move on my way excuse
Better find you somebody yet sumn safe to do
My hustles interchangeable
Swagger irreplaceable
Got niggaz in they feelings like bitches
I see the snake in you
I'm swanging through
Blasting
Pioneer subs
Bass cranking up
No tints so you see it's me who the hell u thought it was
Blowing danky buds drank be in the cup
Made it through the slums survivalist i got way in the mud
And i came out polished
So when you see bih just know i got it
Tryna embarrass that lil thin dry pocket
Made me extend my rocket
Don't mess wit suckas nowadays they toxic
U making friends i rather make a deposit
Safe in my closet
Now I'm breaded up
Turned these crumbs and made some loaves
These Groupies beg to fuck
I'm acting boogi tell em Nooo!
You ain't prepared for such
Extents i went it weighed a load
For you to thank its just
That easy if you don't quit callin my phone
Creed aventus my cologne
Retro Js and polo on
Confusing me on goofy shit
You bedda leave that dope alone
Adjust ya watches I'll clean ya clock ya get my timing wrong
I Keep it on me burn ya like a pot left on the stove 2 long

This All i nigga thank about
Like How these bishes played me to the left
Now I'm sauced up they wanna play the chef
This all i nigga thank about
How all these niggaz took my kind for weak
Now im shining when they see me on the street
Sheesh
This all a nigga thank about
Plotting on way to strike revenge
When i pull up in sumn i make em cringe
This all a nigga thank about
Flexing on my exes and they friends
Now they hit a nigga up for a chance again

Allow me to pick up where i last left
Til my last breath ima cash checks
My Pants look like pockets got a abscess
I'm that fresh
Crispy wit no starch
No shit I'm drippin hard
That's the reason baby feenin' how i ripped her ass apart
I Got my grass cut
So these Snakes can't slither in it
Got my ass up fugg laying round im making riches
Get yo bag up stack yo paper then come the bishes
Check my tag huh ain't i exclusive ain't i exquisite
Lemme brag huh
The Good Lord Blessed No longer stressed
Ain't worried bout petty shit u can keep whatever's left
So official wit no ref
Blowing kush like a whistle
Don't push me I'll kill ya
Be stanking in the bush wit this pistol
I'm dranking my liquor
Vibing and reclining at my leisure
Thinking bout when i was broke
now I'm back just like a sequel
We ain't equal it's obvious our struggle wasn't the same
So excuse me while i ball I'll take a charge u in my lane

This All i nigga thank about
Like How these bishes played me to the left
Now I'm sauced up they wanna play the chef
This all i nigga thank about
How all these niggaz took my kind for weak
Now im shining when they see me on the street
Sheesh
This all a nigga thank about
Plotting on way to strike revenge
When i pull up in sumn i make em cringe
This all a nigga thank about
Flexing on my exes and they friends
Now they hit a nigga up for a chance again

Written by:
Jarvis Gadson

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