ICONIC
(专辑: Young Sinatra IV - 2018)
[Logic:] Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the
love, yeah! (Sinatra) Tell me what you know about real life Tell me what you know about dark nights Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the
game You just perpetrating from the
sideline, what it feel like? (Huh) Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a
milli', now I'm coming for that William Hold up, wait a
minute, think about it, that's a
billi' (Woo!) Goddamn, boy, you know I'm putting in the
work I'ma get 'em, I
got 'em and now they all hurt I'ma let 'em know, I
never let 'em know They never seem to know that I
am a
master (A master at work) Bitch I'm all up in it, come and get it, you could never get rid of it Every bit of it in this motherfucker Like I'm in the
middle of little Italy, a
lot of shit was never given to me That's just a
fallacy told by the
enemy tryna get ahead of me They dead to me, everybody dead to me Everybody know that Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno We know Tarantino a
killer but the
Young Sinatra Got you by the
neck and the
spirit the
second they hear it They fear it as soon as they get near it, everybody revere it like Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the
game You just perpetrating from the
sideline, what it feel like—feel like? Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a
milli', now I'm coming for that William Hold up, wait a
minute, think about it, that's a
billi' Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the
king now! Nobody want to step up in the
ring now I
sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a
thing now! Now that money ain't a
thing Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the
king now! Nobody want to step up in the
ring now I
sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a
thing now! Now that money ain't a
thing Everybody talk about my race on socials Make the
boy wanna go postal Since I
went triple plat' I
only identify as bi-coastal I
don't live life like most do (Like most) Never did the
shit I
was supposed to Not a
lotta shit you could say about me Yeah, my hairline faded but my bank account'll roast you Tell me—tell me—tell me what you know about real life, real life Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the
game You just perpetrating from the
sideline, what it feel like, feel like? Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a
milli' now, I'm coming for that William Hold up, wait a
minute, think about it, that's a
billi' [Jaden:] You already know what that is Young Sinatra, icons inspire icons Gold chains wrapped around my neck like pythons The
drip way, yeah [Logic:] Yeah! Greatest alive, I'm the
greatest alive I'm the
greatest at being me, ain't nobody seeing me So, check it like CMB, that's word to the
DMV I'm straight from the
basement, I
made it like a
villain, I'm hated Word to Jermaine, this shit just ain't been the
same Never simple and plain like a
bullet to the
brain I'm blowing minds, yeah, I
gotta kick shit with this rhyme Second I
spit it, so divine, that's word to your mom Sweeping these rappers up like it's a
chore, who want more? I'll leave anybody two times four Dropping pounds in London like I
lost weight My mind state is like a
freight when I
rhyme, check the
state of mind Yeah, my train of thought is never off the
track When I
drive it, so stop it I'm killing 'em like a
virus After they dead I'm still in 'em, who feeling 'em, everybody now It's never nothing like the
first time, nothing like your first rhyme Nothing like getting that nut in for the
first time That's the
type of shit they never tell you now Bitches come and go, I
know, I
know, you can't fuck with this flow Bobby Tarantino, get the C
note, oh yeah, there he go Tell me they love it, they want it, they need it I
never been defeated, no, never given up Do what I
do, how I
do gotta live it up This shit right here on the
real, I
can't get enough Goddamn, uh, I'm the
motherfucking man Went from getting close to the
gang To sipping champagne on a
plane Do what you love in life and never second guess it Even when haters protest it now You ever wonder what it means to You ever wonder what it, uh You ever wonder what it means to finally live in your dreams? Then realize that everything, it just ain't what it seems? Uh, yeah, I
thought I
wanted to be the
greatest alive Until I
realized that being the
greatest is just a
lie Like the
opening words in this verse That as soon as they disperse, make other rappers converse And plot to put in you a
hearse, real talk, fuck rap I
hate and I
love it 'cause it's so negative Everybody selfish, nobody wanna give A
helping hand to the
next man, well, fuck you then Fuck your ethnicity, we all one 'Cause when my last album dropped, you know we all won Yeah, that shit went number one, so everybody won I
said that shit went number one, so everybody won (Yeah)