logic - pardon my ego lyrics
[chorus]
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh, ah, uh, uh)
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh)
[verse 1]
skinny nikki geeky, gettin’ brain dead, uh
i don’t give a f-ck what the lames say, uh
old girl wanna give the boy head
how ’bout a little bitty self-love instead?
i can’t f-ck a ho, i’d rather self-love instead
can’t save a ho, no s on my chest, or gun to my head (ah)
get the bread (ah), get the bread (ah)
count this f-cking money, boy, now get the bread, uh
i ain’t just tryna get a nut off
bobby boy be quick to leave a bad b-tch cut off
like when you in the studio and the vocal get cut…
[chorus]
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh, woo, uh, uh)
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh)
[post-chorus]
like (ah)
get the bread (ah), get the bread (ah)
count this f-cking money, boy, now get the bread
[verse 2]
i’m feelin’ like kid cudi
a little crazy, but tell me, what genius ain’t a little nutty?
everybody be like that sometimes
you can hear it in me in some rhymes
i ain’t bipolar, kanye make me wish i was
’cause that level of genius the meanest
n-body f-ckin’ around with that flow
when i spit it, you know it’s the cleanest, uh
all my haters can suck my p-n-s
went from five hundred a show to sellin’ out arenas
from sob’s in nyc
to smokin’ trees at the motherf-ckin’ garden
pardon my ego, uh
maybe it’s the weed smoke
maybe it’s the beat though
if i draw it in the sand
better not cross the line like a free throw, uh
[chorus]
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh, woo, uh)
five hundred thousand for a one-off
hit the stage, i rage, and then i run off (uh)
it don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off (uh)
b-mping n.w.a. on the 101-uh (uh)
[outro]
like (ah)
get the bread (ah), get the bread (ah)
count this f-cking money, boy, now get the bread
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