Y'all youngsters don't know nothin' about Logic Back in my day, mother***er, he was that mother***in' nigga It was Logic, Michael Jackson, Prince, James Brown Logic be walkin' out on stage in a white blouse With two tigers next to him and dolphins behind him Overnight, we ain't make it overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? O-o-overnight We ain't make it overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? Watch the big ignite Open up, bitch, I'm loaded up, loaded up What the ***, always in the cut, eyes never shut Let the pen bleed, *** the feed, hopin' they all remember me Enemies, we all got em, only ones there from the bottom Who I love, place no one above, none above If you was there when I was starving, you can pull up the grub Overnight, we ain't make it overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? Watch the big ignite This life is not enough, he really made it tough This life is not enough, he really made it tough Can't say that I ain't never had doubts I remember them days it was trapped out I remember them days, no place to stay Fast forward, the crib got a backhouse I remember them girls that went back out Fast forward, I'm blowin' they back out Fast forward, I'm throwin' these racks out Cause I know that I'ma get it back now, uh From the cage to the stage, they don't know the songs Can't tell by the way that they rage, uh I'm faced by the shade, they throwin' I'm knowin' that no one can block the rays, uh Through all of the years, the growing kept going Like, how are you not amazed, uh Through all of the years, being broke as *** We finally got a break Castro, Lenny, and Bobby, the energy godly They lovin' their crew like it was their motley Six on the beat like he switched with Tommy Over and overnight, we ain't make it overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? Watch the big ignite This life is not enough, he really made it tough This life is not enough, he really made it tough Went from been around the block, bitch To travelin' the planet Took the treasure with the tragic Up and down as mathematics, back at CP Never knew that we were makin' history Just did it for the love The future's such a mystery Real all the time, be real to the grind Never knew we'd make it through them dark days and shine Takin' a ***n, wreckin' a *** Money we makin' again Payin' the rent, now allow me to vent Now allow me to vent, now allow me to light this straight But *** can't get so bent Like time and space, feelin' interstellar Feelin' high as a propeller Like I'm in a novella, like I am in a screen I'm ready to scream, feel like I'm in between This world and the next, it's so complex I'm talkin' bout virtual space I know my lyrics is all over the place I'm writin' my raps in a different way from back in the day Not overnight, we ain't makin' overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? O-o-o-overnight We ain't makin' overnight I had plenty sober nights Why you think I sip at night? Watch the pic ignite Open up, bitch, I'm loaded up, loaded up What the ***, always in the cut, eyes never shut Let the pen bleed, *** the feed Hopin' they all remember me, enemies We all got em, only ones that from the bottom Who I love, place no one above, none above If you was there when I was starving, you can pull up the grub Damn, it's cold as *** Where are we goin' in from? Boss said he'd let us in through this door Well, where is he? He knows we're here, so he should come out any second You boys ready? Hell yeah What's up, fellas? How y'all doin'? What up? Alright, Gravity's got the camera set up and everybody's good to go Y'all ready? Man, hell yeah Alright, the stage is literally to the right of this door So I'll go in and announce you Here's your mic Thanks a lot, bro Hey, you alright, bro? Yeah, no, I'm just nervous and still a little high But I'm ***in' hyped, man This is gonna be crazy Alright, it's go time, baby Let's do this! Oh, ***, it's impossible Yo, Logic, you got this *** Kill that *** Yo, it's ***in' crackin', ain't it? Man, that bitch is bad as *** Alright, y'all, the moment is finally here They call me DJ Boss Clayton If you came out here to turn up, make some mother***in' noise right now! So now, without further ado I want y'all to make some mother***in' noise For the Spitter from Gaithersburg, Maryland Make some noise for my boy, Logic!