Ambidextrous*

[Intro: Logic] Yea Yea Ayo [Verse: Logic] I remember when socials had no trolls and built bridges I remember when music was ‘bout the music not the business It’s disgusting how much that I’ve grossed Everyday’s a celebration every night’s a toast I see through these niggas like Space Ghost Tours coast to coast, not the one to boast but watch me Flow in the pocket like a Tamagotchi My weed good, my ash tray Versace I stay stoned, like I’m staring at Medusa, don’t watch me My Rolex is racist as fuck, that’s blackface Getting money’s a rat race, but I move at a cats pace I appreciate first ‘cause I been in last place Hard days when my mind, was left handed it wasn’t alright These days I’m ambidextrous, counting money the sexiest, haha Wagyu Steak you could cut with a butterknife, your life is trite Brace yourself, you can’t retain me I’m a [?] shot without aiming Sipping Scotch by my PC, gaming I “two times four” these wack rappers Old school like writing in cursive, you know I’m snapping, ayo Ayo, the outcome is always income, and then some When it comes to real, I’ve always been one In LA where the weather sunny, but the people shady In Malibu writing these records daily My only vice, is my own advice, but I’m always right Dad my day, rapper by night I grew up in hood, where everyone’s depressed and trigger happy And Cera Ve doesn’t exist, don’t at me Most of these rappers are slaves, but I own my masters My rhyme book full of verses like a church is full of pastors I’m the red pill in this rap Matrix full of fake shit Execute my vision the first time, fuck take six My style Italian made, your flow is makeshift How you gon’ make bread when you ain’t got the ingredients to bake with? Gold cut flakes on a double breasted suit at the banquet Went from working at WingStop to a crib with separate wings That’s just one of the things that hard work and dedication brings You soft as a bubble bath, haha