Logic God Damn We at It Again
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Logic
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Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die lonely Every diamond in my concatenation, yeah, that'due south a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid Skipping schoolhouse with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days Running from the police, living how I'm living, f*ck 'em all Bumping Triple Six Hennessy in my loving cup, driving through the sticks Who the bitch riding with me? Man, the devil tryna get me Motivated, under-educated, and hated Only finally getting cake similar a happy belated Bowwow I fabricated it, we on Buy it, interruption it, curl it, light it, smoke information technology, inhale it Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press information technology upward, unveil information technology Feel similar I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit This is state of war, I declare it Time is coin, I can't spare it Futuristic, so simplistic Delight decipher my linguistics Dull it downward, Robitussin I'm the male monarch, ain't no discussion And now we blowing up similar spontaneous human combustion My consumption is the illest Section eight, I know yous experience this On the come up, where they run up on you lot for null at all Brighter than eleven suns, this the commencement, where my funds? EBT, that'due south the card I thank God, I thank God, but information technology's hard, but it'due south hard Work so fucking much my greatest fearfulness is I'mma dice alone Every diamond in my chain, yes, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The simply affair I'mma give y'all motherfuckers is the dial tone God damn, god damn, nosotros at it again Me and my homies that know me blowing upwards like the Taliban Yeah, my stress upward, but I'm blessed upwards F*ck around and become messed up When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine Yous know that I'thou i of a kind Lemme get information technology right at present, ho Draped upwardly and I'm dripped out, correct now, ho Caked upward 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so On the down low, haters drown ho-hum On the down low, haters drown dull Oh God, my God, we got it all correct Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right? These fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? I said these fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a f*ck I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut That's what's upwards All these bitches out here tryna gas it upwardly This is everything I ever wanted, I tin't pass it up Life changed in a twelvemonth, couldn't happen fast enough "Tin I practice it like yous do it?" That's what they be asking us White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up Human, this shit is hella hard, but nosotros never acting up Live it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it up Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't go enough Now they know my name through the nation Cause my unmarried similar that good shit, man, e'er in rotation At present they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations Stacking turn a profit on turn a profit, from this music I'one thousand making Even Jesus had haters, and then when you lot feeling forsaken Tell 'em jealous Judas is who this is, and human, that'll interruption 'em And bitch I'm still the same Nuance of auto tune so yous tin feel the pain Broke as f*ck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the 24-hour interval we make a story Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury Work so fucking much my greatest fearfulness is I'mma die lone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that'south a milestone People calling me, request me for coin, man The simply thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the punch tone (Hello, no 1 is available to take your call) I been working hard, I been searching for God I been working hard, I been searching for God (Please leave a message after the tone) Little blood brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you Merely I insist you call me back cause I miss you I wish you lot well, well, I wish you would call Crusade lately you feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all I'm sorry for calling and balling, I'g all in And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me You tell me I'grand beautiful and yet no homo wanna date me Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me And lately I, I feel more than like mommy, I know I'm me, but still Yous always seemed to selection up the phone and somehow I feel Amend, but you been answering me lesser and bottom So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone Equally as for [?] he left and he ain't coming dorsum I hate the homo, if I see him I swear I tell him that No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cut, selling that He broke my heart, that human relationship been to hell and back I been working hard, I been searching for God I can experience the Devil around me as they all applaud Hope you lot won't forget me, that y'all'll e'er exist with me And fifty-fifty when yous gone I can call whenever he hitting me Under force per unit area, I've been feeling nether force per unit area Hey, son, this is your father, don't mean to bother How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya Tried to call ya, where are ya? In Paris? What a beautiful destination In Paris, right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't exist spiteful Of all my small talk, I retrieve we're overdue a long talk When I encounter kids effectually the way I say how I'm your dad It gets me thinking of incredible moments nosotros've had And on the real I'm trying so difficult not to bug you But do you retrieve you could stop rapping about my drug utilize? I'm 2 years make clean, no longer a fiend Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19 And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're at that place And when the time is correct I know that you gon' take care Of anything I need, of your family Can I have some tickets to your side by side evidence? Would you stand with me? Can I have some money for my new beloved that's hella fine? I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom My heed going crazy, but I nonetheless await hella calm Peradventure you could tell I've been feeling under force per unit area Yeah, dear family, I'thousand so distressing that I've been distant Everything changed in an instant, my fourth dimension has been inconsistent I know that you lot been insisting, I know that altogether I missed it I swore I told my assistant, just I guess my mind is in another place Thoughts oft in another earth, I started seeing some other girl It fell through, man, what a globe But I'm then focused on my craft, on employing my staff Such a perfectionist, I tin can't even finish this typhoon This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss Brothers and sisters that striking me upwardly just to reminisce Meanwhile people outside of my blood asking for favors I don't owe yous a fucking affair, you best switch your behavior Truly remarkable how I barely know y'all, but somehow owe yous When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through We own't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child? Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on, girl, don't exercise me foul Distressing I own't phone call before, but I'grand calling you right at present I heard that y'all was popping E, terminate resorting to the vowel How my mama, how she doing, does she know what I'm pursuing? I ain't talk to her in years, that human relationship she ruined But sometimes I wake and wonder just what the f*ck I'm doing They say family unit is everything, I swear that shit the truth I should spend information technology all with yous, but I spend it in the booth This is everything I love, this is everything I need Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleed This is everything I love, everything I demand Never cede this feeling even though my heart bleed Under force per unit area, I've been feeling under pressure
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Written by: Trevor Jennings Hall
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