Rogue One

Lyrics
[Intro: Funkmaster Flex & Logic] Ha, man, ha, hahaha (Funkmaster Flex) Dark This what we gon' do When I say go, we gon' go Huh (Yeah), go [Verse] Ready to kick it, give a fuck about a bitch Was with 'em for a decade, now we off without a hitch I don't give a fuck if your shit went platinum You can't fathom how in the fuck I'ma combat 'em We independent, pick up the mic and I'ma vent it If I said it, I meant it Came from the bottom and I sent it Now I think I'm a good father figure 'cause I was sonnin' rappers before I was a father, go figure My cryptocurrency is in the seven figures If you talkin' shit I roll up on you with like elevеn my niggas, ready to come and get us Fuck with us, it's mе and all my hitters Made a couple pop songs, made a hundred million, gross Made a life for myself, for every night I need a toast I was doing the most, said fuck rap, watch me ghost I been raising my son, blazing for fun, baskin' in the rays of the sun on my face Took a step back, damn, I think I finally found my happy place They say it's not a sprint, I say, "It's not a race" Comin' up in rap ten years ago, I felt so out of place Shit was different, if you had beef, you did it face-to-face Check the pace, yeah, it's fly like drum and bass I been whippin' that Bronco, bumpin' that "Murder was the Case" Now I'm givin' it up for the real motherfuckers that love rap, no cap Retired for a minute, now I'm back, it's Logic [Outro: Funkmaster Flex] Logic Oh-ha-ha Oh-ha-ha Oh-ha-ha Ha, now back to that part, that other part, Logic That part, right here, right here
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Credits
- Writers
- Funkmaster Flex
- Logic
- 6ix
- Clayton “Chicken” Gunnels
- Clyde Stubblefield
- Darryl “G.I.” Jackson
- Frank Waddy
- James Brown
- Johnny Griggs
- Catfish Collins
- Robert McCollough