paroles de chanson Numbers - Logic
You
already
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
'Cause
men
lie,
women
lie,
numbers
don't,
I
see
that
Catch
me
in
a
private
jet
like,
"Fuck
it,
where
the
weed
at?"
And
this
flight
attendant
got
the
fattest
ass,
you
know
I
need
that
Now
these
bitches
say
they
love
me,
But
they're
just
obsessed
with
the
image
Now
if
practice
makes
perfect
then
this
is
a
scrimmage
'Cause
I
ain't
perfect,
I
never
said
I
was
But
now
they
hatin'
'cause
a
brother
finally
got
some
buzz
The
things
that
I
say
(Say),
the
places
I'm
seein'
(Seein')
The
people
I
talk
to
you
don't
know
what
I
mean
Even
matters
of
love,
it
ain't
always
as
it
seems
Yeah
there's
plenty
in
the
sea
until
you
hit
the
mainstream
The
girl
that
I
love,
the
one
I
call
my
honey
Now
I
wonder
if
she
love
me
for
me
or
my
fuckin'
money
Sometimes
I
think
about
the
love
that
I
had
in
the
past
I
truly
miss
it
but
it
just
wasn't
destined
to
last
'Cause
our
separation
lit
a
fire
under
my
ass
And
now
I'm
gunnin'
for
the
throne,
yeah,
that
is
my
task
Just
a
youngin'
with
a
dream
that
acquired
a
team
Motivated
by
bad
bitches
and
rockin'
Supreme
Now
the
whole
world
wonders
what's
his
next
move
That
all
depends
on
what
I
feel
that
I
need
to
improve
Tell
me
what
you
think
of
me,
I
swear
it
doesn't
matter
Just
as
long
as
I
am
happy
and
my
pocket's
getting
fatter
Watch
me
shatter
the
competition,
get
mad
and
now
all
of
'em
wishing
You
couldn't
done
it
like
I
done
it
bitch
I
run
it,
ah!
Yeah,
you
know
I
do
it
like
it
ain't
never
been
done
Hit
the
Vegas
strip
and
blow
a
million
euro
just
for
fun
To
be
honest
I
may
have
embellished
that
last
line
Chillin'
with
a
shorty
that
is
so
much
more
than
fine
At
the
penthouse
poppin'
bottles
of
that
100,000
dollar
wine
I
got
the
connect,
met
'em
through
the
grape
vine
You
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
'Cause
men
lie,
women
lie,
numbers
don't,
I
see
that
Catch
me
in
a
private
jet
like,
"Fuck
it,
where
the
weed
at?"
And
this
flight
attendant
got
the
fattest
ass,
you
know
I
need
that
You-you-you
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
'Cause
men
lie,
women
lie,
numbers
don't,
I
see
that
Now
these
bitches
say
they
love
me,
But
they
just
obsessed
with
the
image
You
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
Yeah,
it's
been
a
year
and
everything
I
said
would
happen
has
New
school
style
with
old
school
bars
like
Alcatraz
'Cause
I
ain't
never
second
guess
this
music
shit
I
knew
this
shit
was
all
I
ever
wanted,
all
I
ever
had
Born
famous
now
it's
just
time
to
convince
the
world
Ditch
cats,
like
drainage
if
they
disrespect
it
don't
step
through
I
paint
pictures
for
your
mind
And
bring
it
to
life
like
cinematography
Say
it
then
I
do
it
my
whole
career's
a
prophecy
now
Better
grab
your
jacket,
'cause
in
this
world
we
live
in
it's
cold
out
And
when
my
album
hit
the
stores
it's
sold
out
Like
these
rapper's
careers
I'm
the
sum
of
our
fears
Fuck
a
Grammy
nominated
bitch,
I
made
it
and
I'm
here
I
said
it's
all
about
the
fans,
not
all
about
the
record
sailss
They
said
it
wouldn't
work,
I
told
them
go
fuck
themselves
Why
you
think
I'm
independent
visionaries
never
fail
Why-why
you
think
I'm
independent
visionaries
never
fail
You
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
'Cause
men
lie,
women
lie,
numbers
don't,
I
see
that
Catch
me
in
a
private
jet
like,
"Fuck
it,
where
the
weed
at?"
And
this
flight
attendant
got
the
fattest
ass,
you
know
I
need
that
You-you-you
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
'Cause
men
lie,
women
lie,
numbers
don't,
I
see
that
Now
these
bitches
say
they
love
me,
But
they
just
obsessed
with
the
image
You
know
what
I
been
on,
you
know
where
I
be
at
(Sinatra)
"You
gotta
realize,
a
lot
of
the
time
when
I
talk
And
I'm
talking
extremely
cocky,
I'm
not
talking
About
myself,
I'm
talking
about
the
work."
You
know
where
I
be
at
(be
at)
1 All I Do
2 One (feat. Frank Sinatra)
3 The Come Up
4 We Get High
5 Relaxation
6 Numbers
7 5 A.M.
8 Ballin
9 Man Of The Year
10 Just Another Day
11 Dead Presidents lll
12 Inception
13 Walk On By
14 Tokyo Nights (feat. Like)
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