I wonder what it feel like To do that shit in real life And now I know I got it That's the reason No I.D. has signed me on the dotted But it's still Visionary till the death of me Yeah, I'm trynna make it but I gotta find the recipe Greatest of all time, I want the world addressing me At the hotel, these beautiful girls undressing me I'm trynna stay focused, I guess that's the lord testing me I knew as a child, that this was my destiny They do it for the limelight But I make sure my rhyme's right Waiting till the time's right Smiling at my mom is like Smiling at my mom Smiling at my momma Made up what we sipping now We was never tripping now We on private jets, in other words, that means that we tripping now Cause they was over there, I was over here They was too scared while I was facing my fears I've always been driven, but they too scared to steer That's why I compete with legends, motherfuck my peers I'm the man of the year Man of the year They said I couldn't do it Back when I was broke going through it Till I got a deal, now they talking 'bout "I knew it" But you was wasn't there in the beginning Nowhere to be found when I was down But you show up when I'm winning Uh, left me to drown, now I'm swimming I do it cause I love this shit Fuck the money, and the women, and the- And the whips with the rims still spinning I been at it since the beginning All these girls screaming "Logic" But I wanna hear my real name Come from the lips of a beautiful woman that's real, man Y'all act like I'm Superman But I can feel pain I shoulda gone crazy, and yet I'm still sane Love it when they sing to us Been shining what's bling to us Yeah, over here It's only been a year I was dirt broke, now I'm balling like a sphere I'm the man of the year Man of the year Now that I'm in the limelight They hit me all the time like (Logic, you never call me!) Shut the fuck up, ho! Let me get my mind right Cause this is for the fans Who truly understand Real all the time All of y'all my fam Shooting for the stars And I ain't finna land Giving everything I can While they tell me I'm the man Making music is the plan Matter fact, you can call it plan B Cause I kill these rappers while they're in their infancy And I be first to pop off, infantry Gotta keep 'em in line like symmetry We all fam, same root, smoke a different tree And all these people in the crowd sound like a symphony Uh, to my ears I love it when they cheer On the road to success, these haters in my rear I got nothing to fear Cause the whole team here And everybody shouting (What they shouting?) You the man of the year Man of the year
