44ever Lyrics by Logic
Yeah, ayy
Day one, day one, day one
This for my day ones, fuck about a fake one
Smokin’ that one to one till it’s all done
And Post give me that good shit
In Atlanta, wish a motherfucker would, shit
Uh, harder than Teflon, sippin’ liquor with Efron
Sippin’ liquor with Zac in the back of the green room
Yeah, that’s me and my team room, ayy
Me and Khalifa done hit like a million cities, got a million bitties
Wishin’ they could get it but they can’t
Soon as they see me, they faint
Feel like Mick Jagger in ’76, huh, got ’em all on my dick
Bobby Boy bringin’ that kick like Kung Fu Kenny, not many can fuck with me
A lot of you fuck with me, and I’m grateful they stuck with me, like yeah
Ayy, one to the one, come get it done, know I never run
Motherfucker finna run and get the gun
When they hear that boy spittin’, they shittin’ themselves
Like, “Oh my God, I need a witness for what I just witnessed, I think I need witness protection”
No, I can’t fuck with injections
Yeah, that’s just me and my section
Feel like someone done gave me an injection
Forty-four, four-four, forty-four, four
I’m comin’ to kill this, I’m bringin’ the illest
Why you think they feel this? I know
Give a fuck ’bout your feelings, I know
Make a kill and a will and I know
I get bills like I’m William, I know
Bitch, I get that money when I flow
When I need to know faces
All you niggas is basic
Watchin’ every single move I make like you just got that LASIK, but you all on that fake shit
One time comin’ for the boy like woo
Comin’ for the boy like eee
Everybody want a little bit of the boy, yeah, they do it, but not like me
Bitch, I got the gang with me, watch them thags with me, watchin’ them thangs with me like huh
No, it ain’t the same with me since I changed, fuckin’ with the fame got me like huh
Everybody want a little bit of the boy, but nowadays, they just can’t fuck with me
I could give a motherfuck about the rap game, the game, the game, now I’m finally free
Tell me who fuckin’ with me?
6ix on the beat is like god on the beat
Pardon my ego, there he go thinkin’ he god on the beat
Y’all know I’m Muhammad Ali, my rammin’ don’t ever deplete
Fuck are they rammin’ about? I go hard till I can’t even speak