100 Miles and Running

[Intro: Logic] Woo, woo, yeah Alright, here we go Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Logic] Money on my mind, so I'm too paid Real all the time, never Kool-Aid, sippin' on D'usse, sike Came a long way from G'burg Puttin' in work like Ferg New York to LA, Hawaii and Japan I'm the motherfuckin' man, 'least I'm feelin' like I am Got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand But don't give a goddamn, I'm Sam-I-Am What that even mean? I don't know what you talkin' 'bout Why nowadays everybody got a palm out? PLP, yeah, that be me and that be what I rhyme 'bout I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout RattPack, where you at? (Everywhere worldwide) I know you been waitin' for this world to collide B. O. double B. Y., H. A. L. L., and Folarin 'Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty inside the DeLorean I am no historian, but here to make my predecessors proud All you bitch niggas not allowed? I put it on everything, I really want a cop out But I did good for a dropout Hop out the coupe, chicken heads go crazy Gotta sound swag when the flow get lazy What up? What good? Where you at? What you been on? Anybody steppin' to me, promise they get shit on Better hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to— Hop up on the—hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to get on Mixtape Bobby, that's the type of shit I spit on Woo [Chorus: John Lindahl & Logic] And it's on now Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no (I'll be damned) I said it's on now Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Ohh, get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no [Post-Chorus: Logic, John Lindahl and Wale] Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive Come on now, feel the vibe, come on now, feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive Come on now, feel the vibe, come on now, feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive (Wale though) Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive (Yeah, RattPack, Blue Moon) [Verse 2: Wale] Uh, smooth criminal, Mike Jack Throw a subliminal, put your woman in black dress They was in Timberlands, I was reppin' them Nike boots 'Member them nights that momma couldn't come right back I'm on the path right now, put the plight on the mic If I write mine down, I incite my crowd I put Solbiato down (Wholetime, wholetime) Used to go to Mark Twain, Mo County co-signed me Got many flows that any ho would vouch for I got many foes 'cause many hoes be out for Had the Penny Foams, remember those was copper Had so many homies talkin' 'bout, "How you got those?" I'm Phil Knight in real life, I'm real Nike It's flight club in my house, they not like me More than likely, they ain't got the heart to fight me It's a lie, somebody seein' me needs some Visine, yeah Let me let it breathe Saint Laurent level, weather never worry me I'm well aware they be wildin’ when they talkin' me They bitches in the ballot but whenever I be on the scene, oh Hammers in the Uber, I be limousine, though Diamonds lookin' fluke but I got the same glow And I got a juice back around the way, though My chain like a penguin's Pellegrino (Woo) We cold, we cold Used to be in Lake Forest with the Kobe fro Eddie Bauer coat, Foams and a load of dope Boat load of white hoes I sold it to, nigga I was tryna survive, tryna survive I was tryna survive, yeah, yeah I was tryna provide, I was tryna survive I put it down every time Got some niggas alive, I got some niggas that not Pour a little of brown liquor and look in the sky Been the talk of the town, nigga, Virginia, Maryland Did it all for the capital, hope you haven't forgot Hoes love me a lot, niggas hate me a lil' Anybody can hear me for real give me they props Hookin' up with a couple models, nobody's gon' try to play us The motto is get your paper and make you a lot Pulling up with the Young Sinatra, I'm looking like Sammy Davis The MGM or the Vegas to shake up the rocks And the Stadium poppin', the Palladium poppin' It's a fifty a place, nigga, she thinkin' about it I'll be damned [Chorus: John Lindahl & Logic] And it's on now Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no (I'll be damned) I said it's on now Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Ohh, get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no [Post-Chorus: Logic & John Lindahl] Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive Come on now, feel the vibe, come on now, feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive Come on now, feel the vibe, come on now, feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive [Verse 3: Logic] Uh, woo, goddammit, I'm back at it Never out of breath like an asthmatic, I done had it For this shit, I'm an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic I'm badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter 'Cause I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin', the killer The Ripper, he callin', we'll go and he'll flow and you know He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it Talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Goddammit, I'm back at it Never outta breath like an asthmatic, I done had it For this shit, I'm an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic I'm badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter Pull the trigger and listen for the pitter patter, let 'em shatter I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' the killer The Ripper, he call and we'll go and he flow and you know He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it Talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin' script, no I'm rippin' and livin', strivin' the killer Ripper, he callin', we'll go and he flow Listen, rippin' and livin' and strivin' the killer, the- Alright, we gon' do this one more time (Listen listen) I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin', the killer The Ripper, he call and we'll go and he flow and you know He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it Flippin' it, rippin' it, no mother to fuck up his script, no, no, no, no, no, no, no [Interlude: Logic] This what we gon' do right now I'ma test my syllable ability, you know what I'm sayin'? I like to call this shit my syllability I've been sippin' on this tequila right now This one of the last songs we recording for this motherfucker So I'ma really gonna go off on y'all right now We gon' do this shit in one breath, alright? This ain't no bullshit, this ain't-, nah, nah, nah, nah This ain't no editin', we gon' do it like this Are y'all ready? (Yeah) No, no, no, no, are y'all ready? (Yeah) [Verse 4: Logic] I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill 'em The Ripper, he'll call and we'll go and he flow and you know He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it Stoppin' it, rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it Flippin' it, rippin' it Like the motherfuckers scribbled it and I'm ready to go When I buy it then break it, roll it (Damn) Then lick it and smoke it, choke on it later, yeah Slicin' MCs like Darth Vader Decapitate a hater the second I spit it [Outro: Logic] Say hell yeah (Hell yeah) Say hell yeah (Hell yeah) Say hell yeah (Hell yeah) Say hell yeah (Hell yeah) Say hell yeah