Hahaha Vinyl Days 3, bitch Kyle off the guitar, remember that? Yeah, here we go Ay
[Logic] Ayo, last album on DefJam, now where the fucks at? Independent now, smear they face in my nutsack College Park next, bitch I saved it for the fans I´ve been grindin´ since before I could afford a pair of Vans Recorded this album before they gave me my advance Sign with another major, nah, no chance It´s like Chicago with no Chance, not a chance This beat that you´re hearing is a primary example Of some shit you can accomplish not worrying ´bout a sample I had to clear it, now again hearing spirit Hit the homie Egon, he send a hundred vinyls
Fuck mixing an album, two track that´s the final Bobby Campbell and Jerry prolly smoking the ounces Some shit I can´t even pronounce That´s my homies, that´s my engineers Many platinum plaques made over the years and many more to come I feel it in my blood, Paul Dano Feel it in my bald spot, Anthony Fantano You plaid-shirt-wearing-motherfucker Ayo, ayo
[Logic] I used to hate you cause you shit on my music But now we homies, I take your criticism and use it I used to fantasize about murdering you Choking you to death and watching from your point of view ´till we got friendly
And I realized you wasn´t never tryna end me One night, midnight 2020 on the phone You said the wildest shit that solidified me to stone You said, you said I built an amazing fanbase and career I´m successful and I´m fuckin´ worthy to be here In your opinion, it´s just your opinion It doesn´t matter like your lesion of fuckboy minions It meant a lot, friend or not Honesty is everything, it´s fuckin´ everything I remember 2 Dope Boyz and Fake Shore Drive I remember performing before this virus was alive I remember commenting on rap Genius threads I remember arguing on Reddit, HipHopHeads Way before I was famous and criticized
I was just a member of the community in they eyes And the craziest shit, I´m still the same kid I was With a love for Hip-Hop, now it just got a bigger buzz, what´s up?