Slave Ii [explicit] Lyrics - Logic

East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows 

Everyone knows, everyone knows 

East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows 

Everyone knows, everyone knows 

Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights, no lights, all for this 

Tell me what you know about sleeping outside, no ride in the wintertime all for this 

Tell me what you know about commas in the bank 

Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this 

Ex you out, get solved with this... everybody know I... 

I'm a slave 

I'm a slave 

You a slave (Yeah) 

You a slave (Alright 

I'm a slave for this shit 

I'm a slave (Yeah) 

You a slave (Alright) 

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I'm a slave 

You got to slave for this shit 

Walk inside of Def Jam 

Step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand 

Cause I'm countin' money with the right 

In a different city every night 

And I'm sellin' records like it's white 

It's another day, another flight 

Paris in the morning, what elegant night 

What a beautiful sight 

Now tell me who be fuckin' with me, alright? 

Everybody know I'm livin' this life 

Everyone know that I got the baddest wife 

This shit right here, everybody gonna like 

Hold up, I know, I know what I like 

Tell me why everybody in the pipe 

Cause I'm the only one doin' it right 

I'm a rap genius like Rob Markman 

Spent a couple of million on my new apartment 

Down in Manhattan, that's a multi-million dollar view 

And I got it from rappin' 

Damn near everyone nabbin' on the boy, heh, shit 

I'm not a mad rapper, but what? 

I'm angrier than Kanye 

Angrier than Kanye when he talkin' about clothes 

That's a fashion line 

And my last album went number one 

So what that mean? 

I did better than you, you, you 

Sold way more than that pop bitch 

And I dare Def Jam to drop this 

I just drop hits 

Check the Instagram fam 

I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin' out loud 

Photos 

Every word, that's every lyric 

You can hate, shit, just stop actin' like you don't hear it 

This shit right here for the party 

That album that comin', that's shit for the spirit, woo! 

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