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Teleport Video (MV)




Performed By: Logic
From Album: Ultra 85
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Arjun Ivatury, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Year: 2024




Logic - Teleport Lyrics
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Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz ziz ziz, ziz ziz
Ziz ziz ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Yeah, so what you mean?
Gotta get my queen, gotta get my mind right
I'm a fiend for the like, head to the light
It might seem what I like
But it's not everybody wanna get
But they don't got discipline
Bobby on that ish again, got big M's like Michigan
Don't think they think they listen and

They buggin out like ziz ziz
Bitch, they buggin out like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Yeah, suck on my blood type, be positive
Logic was born to rise to this occasion
It's obvious my hobby was rhymin' hottest
My hobby adapted the name of Logic
And sacrificed the soul of Bobby

Now I be buggin' out, buggin like ziz ziz
Homies hold me down, who gon' hold me?
Bitch, I'm buggin' out like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Make some friends and I make some M's
And I cop that bounce, got a song with Wu
Got a song with Em
Feel like this hype won't ever end
But it's all pretend
On top of the world
Then got a divorce
In front of the world
And get a new girl
Then what do I see? My face on the cover of TMZ
Private jet, bad bitch and me
I am a slave, no, I'm not free
Have no bargain, have no plea
Accepting my whole destiny

I'm bucking, bugging out like ziz ziz
Ziz, ziz
Ziz ziz, uh

When I was a little boy, living in the void
I was never joyed
World destroyed before it began
Never had a man
Never had a figure to hold my hand with
I'm just (teleport)
Seven years old
I'm covered in blood
A man on the floor
My mama in jail
And I'm all alone
Dirt under my nails
No food on the table
My people have failed (teleport)
Ten years old, man, the world's so cold and I got no money
My mama no money
My daddy no money
My family no money
The government's taking it from me
I'm hungry, I need it
I turn on the television and envision the food that they got
I can't eat it, I teleport (teleport, teleport, teleport)
Eight years old in the basement with my daddy girlfriend
She big breasted
Shoved her tongue all the way down my prepubescent throat
I was molested (teleport)
Mama got arrested (teleport)
Houses roaches infested (teleport)
First time got arrested (teleport)
(Teleport, teleport, teleport)
Daddy looked me in my face and said he had no son
I'm twelve years old but maybe eleven
And I've been abandoned by everyone (teleport)
Shot my homie's gun (teleport)
Get kicked out of school (teleport)
Now I'm on the run (teleport)
Watch me act a fool (teleport)
'Til the day I was kidnapped by this cracker white boy
And hoped I'd get back
They dreamin' 'bout millions, hopin' I'd get that (teleport)
Now I'm twenty-eight, at the Garden and it's sold out
Like some people say I did with my career
But I made it through that shit I grew up with and I'm still here
Bitch let me teleport to February 6th, 2020
F*ck rap, this the day that nobody could take from me
The day my son was born
I saw the whole world differently
I'm not defined by my past, this a different me
And you can teleport the f*ck up out my face if you feel differently
Yeah, yeah
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English

Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz ziz ziz, ziz ziz
Ziz ziz ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz
Bitch, you buggin' me like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Yeah, so what you mean?
Gotta get my queen, gotta get my mind right
I'm a fiend for the like, head to the light
It might seem what I like
But it's not everybody wanna get
But they don't got discipline
Bobby on that ish again, got big M's like Michigan
Don't think they think they listen and

They buggin out like ziz ziz
Bitch, they buggin out like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Yeah, suck on my blood type, be positive
Logic was born to rise to this occasion
It's obvious my hobby was rhymin' hottest
My hobby adapted the name of Logic
And sacrificed the soul of Bobby

Now I be buggin' out, buggin like ziz ziz
Homies hold me down, who gon' hold me?
Bitch, I'm buggin' out like ziz ziz ziz ziz

Make some friends and I make some M's
And I cop that bounce, got a song with Wu
Got a song with Em
Feel like this hype won't ever end
But it's all pretend
On top of the world
Then got a divorce
In front of the world
And get a new girl
Then what do I see? My face on the cover of TMZ
Private jet, bad bitch and me
I am a slave, no, I'm not free
Have no bargain, have no plea
Accepting my whole destiny

I'm bucking, bugging out like ziz ziz
Ziz, ziz
Ziz ziz, uh

When I was a little boy, living in the void
I was never joyed
World destroyed before it began
Never had a man
Never had a figure to hold my hand with
I'm just (teleport)
Seven years old
I'm covered in blood
A man on the floor
My mama in jail
And I'm all alone
Dirt under my nails
No food on the table
My people have failed (teleport)
Ten years old, man, the world's so cold and I got no money
My mama no money
My daddy no money
My family no money
The government's taking it from me
I'm hungry, I need it
I turn on the television and envision the food that they got
I can't eat it, I teleport (teleport, teleport, teleport)
Eight years old in the basement with my daddy girlfriend
She big breasted
Shoved her tongue all the way down my prepubescent throat
I was molested (teleport)
Mama got arrested (teleport)
Houses roaches infested (teleport)
First time got arrested (teleport)
(Teleport, teleport, teleport)
Daddy looked me in my face and said he had no son
I'm twelve years old but maybe eleven
And I've been abandoned by everyone (teleport)
Shot my homie's gun (teleport)
Get kicked out of school (teleport)
Now I'm on the run (teleport)
Watch me act a fool (teleport)
'Til the day I was kidnapped by this cracker white boy
And hoped I'd get back
They dreamin' 'bout millions, hopin' I'd get that (teleport)
Now I'm twenty-eight, at the Garden and it's sold out
Like some people say I did with my career
But I made it through that shit I grew up with and I'm still here
Bitch let me teleport to February 6th, 2020
F*ck rap, this the day that nobody could take from me
The day my son was born
I saw the whole world differently
I'm not defined by my past, this a different me
And you can teleport the f*ck up out my face if you feel differently
Yeah, yeah
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Writer: Arjun Ivatury, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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