Like Me Logic (Ft. Casey Veggies)

[Chorus: Logic]
Try'na get it like me
Can't get it like me
Tryna get it like ...
Like me
Tryna get it like
Can't get it like

[Verse 1: Logic]
Chillin on the west side
Bringing out my best side
Where they only care 'bout bitches and how big their breast size is
Yes I is, on the come up daring all of y'all the run up 'cause you know I'm finna one up motherfucker uh
Pull up in the benz while the homie smoking medical
Only bring ya friends if them bitches look identical
The pinnacle of what we doing ain't no where round
Started from the ground always gotta hold it down
Now they think they got it 'cause they signed up on the dotted
But there's only so much money in the year that is allotted
Plus you prolly don't even know how it is divided
Motherfucker I got it

[Chorus: Logic]
Tryna get it like me
Can't get it like me
Tryna get it like ...
Like me
Tryna get it like
Can't get it like
Tryna get it like me
Can't get it like me
Tryna get it like ...
Like me
Tryna get it like
Can't get it like