Logic - The Return lyrics

[Intro] Satisfied Satisfied Yeah yeah, yeah Satisfied this hungriness Sinatra Big Pepe Satisfied Oh, you got the studio shoutout Satisfied You feelin' good about yourself right now, huh? Satisfied his hungriness (6ix) [Verse 1] Hold up let me get up in it now b**h, I'm here to win it now L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna bring it now If you know the words take a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi? Last time I said, it went viral, I don't f** with nobody And I don't f** with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all know a f**ing thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial sh** you love I'm just not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap sh** I've been to Like the p**y, don't push me I ain't no k**er, but you know the rest You think I caught the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this wack sh**, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunnin' While half of these motherf**ers still runnin' I've learned everything I've attained and they steal from him Like God damn, I'm the motherf**in' man Used to call you a hater, you a motherf**in' stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up [Chorus] I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when sh** rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when sh** rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up [Verse 2] Never address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and havin' visions way back in G'Burg Every single one of my homies and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a sh** about it Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back then I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with sh** flows, but look good online Not made to feel bad for speakin' bout this sh** on my mind Or called a f*ggot or n******g or cracker who wish he was blacker I wish I could face my h*mophobic, racist attacker and smack the sh** outta they a** as peaceful is possible It's highly improbable, it's stoppable But still, way too many people feel how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the motherf**in' real [Chorus] I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when sh** rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when sh** rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh [Verse 3] Ayo motherf**in' Trump said that sh** on my last album but you wasn't tapping in f** a mumble let's make America rap again Industry don't give a f** about rap or what's happenin' f** a Hype Beast, b**h, now who seein' me? Nobody reports the music, this sh**, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and preach that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to Three Stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the cream Sinatra 'gon reign supreme Hoping your mental get out your feelins like dental This sh** is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this sh** won't be the same f** a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, f** the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpa**ed, I know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some sh** I love all you motherf**ers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last sh**, the whole wide world applauded it Game still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like Kanye in '08 Yeah that's word to NO I.D Now they all know who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the track with me and smack the whole industry Show 'em what that real rap do The ball's in your court, Hov I hope to hear from Guru, woo!