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Day One / 5am on 95 north / 44* - Logic
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Day One / 5am on 95 north / 44* Logic

Day One / 5am on 95 north / 44* - Logic
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[Verse 1]
Yeah, ay
Day one, day one, day one
This for my day ones
Fuck about the fake ones
Smoking that one-to-one 'til it's all done and Post give me that good shit
In Atlanta with your motherfucking wood shit
Uh, harder than Teflon, sippin' liquor with Efron
Sippin' liquor with Zac in the back of the green room
Yeah, that's me and my team room, ay
Me and Khalifa did hit like a million cities
Got a million bitties wishin' they could get in but they can't
Soon as they see me they faint
Feel like Mick Jagger in '76
Huh, got 'em all on my dick
Bobby boy bring in that kick like Kung-Fu Kenny
Not many can fuck with me
A lot of you fuck with me and I'm grateful they stuck with me, likе yeah

[Verse 2]
Ay, one to the onе, come get it done
No it never run, motherfucker finna run and get a gun
When they hear that boy spittin' they shittin' themselves, like oh my god
[?]They don't know what I just witnessed, I think I need witness protection
No I can't fuck with injections
Yeah, that's just me and my section
Feel like someone done gave me an injection
Forty-four, four, four, forty-four, four
I'm coming to kill us
I'm bringing the illest
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