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letra de maybach music - logic

[intro]
m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-maybach music
yeah-yeah-yeah
what’s up y’all? it’s logic, uh
check-check-check, check-check-check-check
6ix on the motherf-ckin’ beat
6ix on the whole album like sh-t boy
john like ”go ‘head mo”, i’m from moco maryland
yeah, aight, we finna get it like this, here we go
301, stand up
work a job five days ’til your body’s on the weekend
and only get 48 hours to daze off
what you know ’bout that sh-t?
yo, yo, ayo
[verse]
if i had a, had a penny for my thoughts, then i’d be elon musk
rappin’ from dawn ’til dusk, you know in dilla we trust
the hits never went to my head, i was never concussed
givin’ no f-cks, bumpin’ busta gеnesis
waitin’ for the first of the month and all of its bеnefits
life been a b-tch, chillin’ with mad eleven, tryna get richer
rather get richer, f-ck the paper talkin’, bigger picture
comin’ to get ya, now let me hit ya wit’ that throwback
the illest memories, ps3 when grenades was gettin’ thrown back
modern warfare 2 at the favela
was my escape when i wasn’t scrubbin’ floors like cinderella
no glass slipper, pass me the mic, i go jack the ripper
i’m sicker than covid-20, f-ck all the money
i’m doin’ it how i’ve been doin’ it, ain’t n0body takin’ it from me
i grew up five hundred and fifteen miles from seven mile
but this beat got me feelin’ slummy, dummy, ayo
i never passed 10th grade but i still get the rent paid
you fake, i be real like cypress hill, word to muggs
you fake motherf-cker, i can see through you
my game’s strong, you weak like five plus two
bust through the door then rush through
gettin’ this bread ’cause the people f-ck wit’ it
your whole sh-t’s stale, wouldn’t feed ducks wit’ it
i make firm decisions like a legend stater
my briefcase’ll turn your leather, my loafers is alligator
my bank account is greater but number, them numbers define me
f-ck rap, put it behind me, don’t try me, y’all too grimy
smokin’ zigs after dark, call it nic at night
spark the blunt, watch the bic ignite, f-ck your life
think you could body me, b-tch?
you couldn’t even limb me, i’m smokin’ dope like a chimney
[outro]
6ix and logic is 9
flow is so divine, f-ck wit’ us y’all, mhm
m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-maybach music
hahahahaha, hehe
in the f-ckin’ maybach, bruh
and then it ends right there to the next track

- logic

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