Jon Bellion - Freestyle At Logic Concert in LA lyrics

It's the type of records that these labels taking loans for The type of fuel that got them talking up some folklore So homie get that bag out my face I'm a full blown genius, what the f** I need coke for And these labels sign wack sh** cause of YouTube views And then they albums just sound like true bad news That's why I'm posted in the studio and [?] brought brews I make a bunch of artist sad, they the Blue Man Group I said this beard dumb long, hear me, got the Foo Man Chu And dank green in the mountain, yeah I do that dew I listen to opinions like "you so cute" A&Rs give opinions, "who the f** asked you?" Ethiopian named Jordan, she my jump man boo And Visionary got the soul, we the jump man crew See my father control my bread like Bruh-Man do Which means I'm jumping over taxes like a stuntman do And shallow b**hes be like "do me though" I'm like I got no time, I got run back to the studio I never been about that groupie flow I made a bunch of whack rappers get subconscious about they doodie flow You snoop around my iPhone You'll find a slight idea that'll have your f**ing mind blown Raised by J Dilla, Mr. West, and Jay-Z You fast-forward, I'm conversatin' with No I.D I was nervous when him and me were speaking because all my tracks were gone And it was for a record I wasn't f**ing rapping on I spit for Logic, he was like "yo Bellion, you nice." After awhile I'm like "f** it, you right." They thinkin' that they special cause they hot on the mic 'til this kid gave'em pop, money bodies your life I am fashion, samurais and a**a**ins Couldn't see me with gla**es Verses colder than snow like I'm overdosing in Aspen Doing it just for practice Then when you hear me rapping, you pray that I was a ba*tard Because I'm sonnin' kids like I ain't have a father figure I'll shake your hand cause I've never had a problem witcha You just a pebble baby, ain't nobody rockin' witcha I'll give you that Pusha T and put the fear of God up in you