The Return Lyrics - Logic

Satisfied 

Satisfied 

Yeah yeah, yeah 

Satisfied has come to you 

Sinatra 

Big Pepe 

Satisfied 

Oh, you got the studio shoutout 

Satisfied 

You feelin' good about yourself right now, huh? 

Satisfied it has come to you (6ix) 

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Hold up let me get up in it now 

Bitch, I'm here to win it now 

L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna bring it now 

If you know the words take a step back and sing it now 

Never thought I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now 

Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi? 

Last time I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody 

And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 

'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing 'bout what I been through 

And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not into 

And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've been to 

Like the pussy, don't push me 

I ain't no killer, but you know the rest 

You think I caught the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed 

Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test 

Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest 

And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunnin' 

While half of these motherfuckers still runnin' 

I've learned everything I've attained and they still 'front him 

Like God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man 

Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan 

Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me 

I ain't signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike 

To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me 

Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we might see 

Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity 

I get up, I get up 

Photos 

I get up, when I'm down 

Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough 

I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground 

I get up, I get up 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, when I'm down 

Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough 

I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground 

I get up, I get up 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up 

Never address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero 

Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes 

I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros 

It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 

'Cause in the end we all six feet deep 

Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the 6ix beat 

Flashbacks and havin' visions way back in G'Burg 

Every single one of my homies and me work 

Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it 

Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it 

Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it 

And back then I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme 

Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good online 

Not made to feel bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind 

Or called a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker 

I wish I could face my homophobic, 

racist attacker and smack the shit 

outta they ass as peaceful is possible 

It's highly improbable, it's stoppable 

But still, way too many people feel how I feel 

That's on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin' real 

I get up, when I'm down 

Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough 

I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground 

I get up, I get up 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, when I'm down 

Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough 

I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground 

I get up, I get up 

I get up, uh, uh 

I get up, uh, uh 

Ayo motherfuckin' Trump said that shit 

on my last album but you wasn't tapping in 

Fuck a mumble let's make America rap again 

Industry don't give a fuck about rap or what's happenin' 

Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? 

Nobody reports the music, this shit, this rap TMZ 

Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that 

Go 'head now boy and preach that 

Wash my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks 

So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene? 

Wu-Tang, get the cream 

Sinatra 'gon reign supreme 

Hoping your mental get out your feelins like dental 

This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game 

Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit won't be the same 

Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper 

But deep down you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa 

I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring 

All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now 

Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some shit 

I love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit 

Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it 

Game still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it 

I'm heartless like Kanye in '08 

Yeah that's word to NO I.D 

Now they all know who I be 

I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the 

track with me and smack the whole industry 

Show 'em what that real rap do 

The ball's in your court, Hov 

I hope to hear from Guru, woo!