[Intro]
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[Hook:]
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Everybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go
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Everybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go
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(Hey!) Are you ready to go? Ready to go
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Everybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go
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[Verse 1: Logic]
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On my Charlie Sheen, homie, yes I am a winner
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And when it comes to making music, I am no beginner
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Hit the stage and get wild, my braniac's loud
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Call me 007 because I bond with the crowd
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You shine like a star but I sun it
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50 keep it a 100, homie you know I run it
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The game needs change and Logic can break a 100
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I had a shorty to bun it, until she didn't want it
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So I focused on the flow and they gon' put me on the map
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With a pocket full of change, every day a different dime
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Only fuck with golden girls and I ain't talking Lifetime
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When I rhyme they up on me cause they seen how I'm a shine
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Now you may be wondering how my raps rock
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Cause I'm so fifth key to the right of Caps Lock
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And when my tracks drop I'm a be sipping Ciroc
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With a whole skyline chilling in the backdrop
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Phil Ade]
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Shit, nigga I was born ready
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And I swear I'm what these rappers can't bear, warn teddy
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My Pro Tools bouncing like a '64 Chevy
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I'm trying to win fast y'all on that Eddie
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Plus Carl and Harriet, G is how I carry it
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Been in it for miles, don't believe ask Darius
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Running this beach like Chariots of Fire
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I aspire to be higher than these superficial liars
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The attire I acquire cost a grip, buy your pliers
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I'm a ball out and die in Maryland, Len Bias
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Apply a sire to my name, yeah Normoyle
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I foil from slick talk, yeah trip of that oil
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Toying with girls feelings, lord forgive me I need healing
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I know you said it's wrong but a long would make a killing
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Hit the bong I hit the ceiling, hit the drink I hit the floor
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If they show 'em in the villain to the crowd then let me know
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[Hook]
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[Intro]
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Are You Ready
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| Logic |
