Aight, well, higher probably, right? F*ck it, just record it. Who cares?
I just wanna make this music lovers remember again
While the haters fall back like September again
I was hoping 3 Stacks and Big would assemble again
Drop the politics and bring us together again
Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then
Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then
Yeah, yeah
But I'm not defined by the sales of my first week
Cause in my mind the only way if fail if my verse weak
As I, look in the crowd and see thousands of different faces
Compiled of different races gathering from different places
I just contemplate
Shoutout to those who can relate
And even though it gets hard I know my fate
With my train of thought racing like a runaway freight
Living life to the fullest until I hit up them gates
It's like, I'mma get up today
I don't know how but I'mma find a way
Looking for the sun in a world of grey
Feeling like my dreams is a world away
I'mma get up today
I don't know how but I'mma find a way
Searching for the sun in a world of grey
Feeling like my dreams is a world away
What it feel like
I used to wonder what it feel like
Yeah, used to wonder what it
[Hook x4:]
I used to wonder what it feel like
But now, I know, achieved the goal
I ran the race I won the gold
I used to wonder what it feel like
You can really do anything [x4]
Hello
Welcome to the Under Pressure program
My name is Thalia
I will be here to assist you
With the information about the album and its creation
Logic - Under Pressure Album Lyrics
Logic - Under Pressure Lyrics
Writer: STEVE WYREMAN, ROBERT BRYSON HALL II, NORMAN VIRGIL WHITESIDE, ARJUN IVATURY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Soul Food
[Verse 1:]
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us
Breaking bread like I'm Jesus
Money ain't everything, but somehow eases
Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'
Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food
Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude
He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherf*cking kill him
I said I really want to kill him, but I can't
Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't
See my vision from pictures I paint
Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask
Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby
Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery
Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store
Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door
Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A
What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play
To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats
Never stolen, I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon
Catch me rollin' with the realest
Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero
Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas
If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella
Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa
Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller
Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa
We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love
Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs
And overdose 'em like the dealer does
[Thalia:]
Hip Hop
[Hook:]
I swear this music in my genes like Denim
Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom
Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer
Even though heaven sent him
[Verse 2:]
See my vision as I've elevated and risen
Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin'
But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killin'
Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G
That's the shit they never see
But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be
Bitch, I said I bet I be
Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me
Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe
Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me
Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love
And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove
Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it
I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred
I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it
Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted
While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted
Still that same motherf*cker from that YS1
Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun
So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed
That my music is different and my vision's rearranged?
I just stop, and do my best to refrain
From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane
Will I die? Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age
Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Our people that separated, but all equal
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
[Hook]
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us
Breaking bread like I'm Jesus
Money ain't everything, but somehow eases
Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'
Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food
Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude
He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherf*cking kill him
I said I really want to kill him, but I can't
Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't
See my vision from pictures I paint
Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask
Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby
Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery
Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store
Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door
Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A
What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play
To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats
Never stolen, I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon
Catch me rollin' with the realest
Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero
Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas
If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella
Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa
Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller
Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa
We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love
Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs
And overdose 'em like the dealer does
[Thalia:]
Hip Hop
[Hook:]
I swear this music in my genes like Denim
Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom
Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer
Even though heaven sent him
[Verse 2:]
See my vision as I've elevated and risen
Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin'
But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killin'
Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G
That's the shit they never see
But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be
Bitch, I said I bet I be
Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me
Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe
Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me
Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love
And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove
Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it
I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred
I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it
Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted
While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted
Still that same motherf*cker from that YS1
Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun
So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed
That my music is different and my vision's rearranged?
I just stop, and do my best to refrain
From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane
Will I die? Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age
Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Our people that separated, but all equal
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
[Hook]
Writer: ROBERT HALL, ARJUN IVATURY, STEVE WYREMAN, KHALIL ABDUL-RAHMAN, A WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Im Gone
[Verse 1:]
Living life like this is so crazy
This world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh
When they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
Feel like my mind gone but I'm still here
Don't f*ck around cause they kill here
This music, it kill fear
I use it, when I need to hear
Been there, done that
Drop the shit and they gon' run it back
Simple shit, man I'm done with that
Fake rap, take it back
My chain heavy, got a lot of money
My bitch bad, have fun with that
I've been there and don't want it back
If I see the bitch I might run her back
Cause
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
[Verse 2:]
So what now, (so what now), let's get down
Let's get drowned, on this vision, my division is the greatest that's around
Feel the vibe (feel the vibe)
This is where I'mma be for as long as I'm alive
I could vibe with this, f*ck around and die for this
But would you ride for this? Better ride, no lie for this
They say "what's your motivation?"
Cutting these records like back in the basement
Boy f*ck a vacation, we do this for love, not no validation
Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
[Verse 3:]
Wanna get it like this
(I think so) when I'm driving, (I drink slow) when I'm vibing
(You never know, know, know, know)
I got it, posted up at the crib with something exotic
I don't smoke but she love to smoke
And look good as f*ck when she light it
When she ride it, it's crazy, love when I get inside it
Baby stop tryna hide it, if the feeling's there then abide it
Baby girl, where you been? I don't know
I feel like this is the moment, I mean it feel like it don't it?
Shit girl I know that you want it
But f*ck all that
Take the time to get down, stop all that running around
I'm feeling you feeling me, know that you into me
Baby girl let me get down, cause my mind gone
That's the type of shit that I'm on
Grip the mic and I go (whoo!)
F*ck around with this flow
Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
Living life like this is so crazy
This world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh
When they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
Feel like my mind gone but I'm still here
Don't f*ck around cause they kill here
This music, it kill fear
I use it, when I need to hear
Been there, done that
Drop the shit and they gon' run it back
Simple shit, man I'm done with that
Fake rap, take it back
My chain heavy, got a lot of money
My bitch bad, have fun with that
I've been there and don't want it back
If I see the bitch I might run her back
Cause
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
[Verse 2:]
So what now, (so what now), let's get down
Let's get drowned, on this vision, my division is the greatest that's around
Feel the vibe (feel the vibe)
This is where I'mma be for as long as I'm alive
I could vibe with this, f*ck around and die for this
But would you ride for this? Better ride, no lie for this
They say "what's your motivation?"
Cutting these records like back in the basement
Boy f*ck a vacation, we do this for love, not no validation
Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
[Verse 3:]
Wanna get it like this
(I think so) when I'm driving, (I drink slow) when I'm vibing
(You never know, know, know, know)
I got it, posted up at the crib with something exotic
I don't smoke but she love to smoke
And look good as f*ck when she light it
When she ride it, it's crazy, love when I get inside it
Baby stop tryna hide it, if the feeling's there then abide it
Baby girl, where you been? I don't know
I feel like this is the moment, I mean it feel like it don't it?
Shit girl I know that you want it
But f*ck all that
Take the time to get down, stop all that running around
I'm feeling you feeling me, know that you into me
Baby girl let me get down, cause my mind gone
That's the type of shit that I'm on
Grip the mic and I go (whoo!)
F*ck around with this flow
Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
[Hook:]
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
(Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, f*ck, chill, drive, talk, think about it)
Writer: ARTHUR ROSS, LEON WARE, STEVE WYREMAN, ROBERT BRYSON HALL II, ARJUN IVATURY, JACOB BRIAN DUTTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Gang Related
Yeah, livin' life like this
Gotta paint a picture when I write like this
Tales from my hood, not a sight like this
Where they up to no good on a night like this
And they murder motherf*ckers just cause
Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was
I was in the crib, just sitting on the rug
Basedheads coming through looking for the plug
Now, born and raised in my area
Beautiful by day, by night its hysteria
F*ck around and bury ya tonight
Ridin' with my homies on sight
Momma tell me to come in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they never know
Living life to the fullest, I got to blow
Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib
In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib
God damn, what it feel like, middle of the night
Waking up, scared for my life
Never had the heat, just a knife
When the gat go blat (GunShots) like that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your back
Like that
Just breathe, while their mama grieve
Bullet to the dome like an Aleve
Got to leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis
No, no, uh, uh
Just stop, stop, stop
'fore they even call the cops
Do it for the money and the bitches and the drugs and the props
Tell me why another body even got to drop
Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related
"Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg
where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting
It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355
Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."
Living life like this, hope little Bobby never fight like this
Stab a motherf*cker with a knife like this
All about the money on a night like this
Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib
Got a lot to give but I never had the chance
Never had the chance, yeah
Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out
If you want it Imma lay it out
Hope my little brother make it out
Every night what I pray about
What I pray about, check it uh yeah
Got a son on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I want to run away
I imagine a better life
Where I never had a debt in life
Hit you with the- (Gunshots) -in the dead of night
Selling crack to my own pops
Pushing this weight on my own block
If I sell a brick I can buy a house
If they find the key they might lock me up
But I take the chance cause I need that shit and don't give a f*ck
Take the chance cause I need that shit and don't give a f*ck
Get down or lay down
Hit you with the Beretta you better stay down
Stray shots on the playground
Living how I'm living with the life that I'm given
Anybody that's riding with me, I'm riding with them
Show me the enemy and Imma hit em
The second I bit em I get em and hit em with the venom
Ain't no need to pretend Imma never do it
I knew it, all ready been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life
Anybody that's gang related
Gotta paint a picture when I write like this
Tales from my hood, not a sight like this
Where they up to no good on a night like this
And they murder motherf*ckers just cause
Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was
I was in the crib, just sitting on the rug
Basedheads coming through looking for the plug
Now, born and raised in my area
Beautiful by day, by night its hysteria
F*ck around and bury ya tonight
Ridin' with my homies on sight
Momma tell me to come in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they never know
Living life to the fullest, I got to blow
Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib
In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib
God damn, what it feel like, middle of the night
Waking up, scared for my life
Never had the heat, just a knife
When the gat go blat (GunShots) like that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your back
Like that
Just breathe, while their mama grieve
Bullet to the dome like an Aleve
Got to leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis
No, no, uh, uh
Just stop, stop, stop
'fore they even call the cops
Do it for the money and the bitches and the drugs and the props
Tell me why another body even got to drop
Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related
"Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg
where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting
It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355
Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."
Living life like this, hope little Bobby never fight like this
Stab a motherf*cker with a knife like this
All about the money on a night like this
Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib
Got a lot to give but I never had the chance
Never had the chance, yeah
Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out
If you want it Imma lay it out
Hope my little brother make it out
Every night what I pray about
What I pray about, check it uh yeah
Got a son on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I want to run away
I imagine a better life
Where I never had a debt in life
Hit you with the- (Gunshots) -in the dead of night
Selling crack to my own pops
Pushing this weight on my own block
If I sell a brick I can buy a house
If they find the key they might lock me up
But I take the chance cause I need that shit and don't give a f*ck
Take the chance cause I need that shit and don't give a f*ck
Get down or lay down
Hit you with the Beretta you better stay down
Stray shots on the playground
Living how I'm living with the life that I'm given
Anybody that's riding with me, I'm riding with them
Show me the enemy and Imma hit em
The second I bit em I get em and hit em with the venom
Ain't no need to pretend Imma never do it
I knew it, all ready been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life
Anybody that's gang related
Writer: ARJUN IVATURY, AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER, LAWRENCE PARKER, PRAVEEN SHARMA, ROBERT HALL, TRAVIS STEWART
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Buried Alive
[Hook:]
Tell me how you feel
I feel like the grass is green
And everything I do is unseen
But I know that's just in my mind
I know everything is just in my mind
Do you really wanna to be famous?
Do you really wanna be a superstar?
Do you really wanna get dangerous?
Do you even know where the groupies are?
Bitches out here be shameless
And I really wonder where they parents are
Look around, everything changes
It feels like I've been buried alive
[Verse 1:]
Everything happens for a reason
People only in your life for seasons
Word to Aunt Viv
Death and taxes that's all we given
You can make a life but can't make a livin'
You can make it work but that still ain't driven
Give a lot but that still ain't givin
Livin' life like this ain't real though
Every night like this I feel so
Dead wrong, collision is head on
My vision is dead and gone
Perception of right and wrong
I been here so very long
Right here in this very song
Look around everything changes
Seem like everybody just strangers
Don't go outside cause it's dangerous
Why everybody wanna be famous
I'm so OCD if they notice me
I might jump out the grave so they know it's me
Man everybody want this shit for free
Hand out palm up when they get to me
In my mind no I never let it get to me
Everybody got a time will it get to me
V's up motherf*cka that's victory
Tell me why what I'm doing ain't shit to me, damn
[Bridge:]
Buried alive, buried alive
Will I survive?
Buried alive
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I've been buried alive
Buried alive
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Let it breathe
I'm feelin' this villainous feelin inside of my mind
Every time that I'm willing I feel like I'm killin' my dreams
When that voice goes nah, nah, nah
Listen up now
Love it or hate it, never debate it, you can never degrade it
While all these other motherf*ckers probably thinking
I made it
My mind jaded no I never evade it
I elevate it just to keep it innovative (innovative)
God damn, bring it back now
Blowin' up like Iraq now
RattPack put me on the map now
No we never back down
Just take my time, I just take my time
I know, Imma get it like this
So everyone know that I did it like this
Yeah, I know
Imma take my time
Battle the image inside of my mind
I know, Imma keep going
Tell me I can't but I'm already knowing
I know, I'm gonna rise
Even though I've been buried alive
Buried alive, will I survive?
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I've been buried alive
Buried alive
[Hook]
[Outro - Thalia:]
Let it breathe
Outkast
A Tribe Called Quest
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
And films by Quentin Tarantino
Were in rotation constantly
Throughout the duration of this album's creation
Tell me how you feel
I feel like the grass is green
And everything I do is unseen
But I know that's just in my mind
I know everything is just in my mind
Do you really wanna to be famous?
Do you really wanna be a superstar?
Do you really wanna get dangerous?
Do you even know where the groupies are?
Bitches out here be shameless
And I really wonder where they parents are
Look around, everything changes
It feels like I've been buried alive
[Verse 1:]
Everything happens for a reason
People only in your life for seasons
Word to Aunt Viv
Death and taxes that's all we given
You can make a life but can't make a livin'
You can make it work but that still ain't driven
Give a lot but that still ain't givin
Livin' life like this ain't real though
Every night like this I feel so
Dead wrong, collision is head on
My vision is dead and gone
Perception of right and wrong
I been here so very long
Right here in this very song
Look around everything changes
Seem like everybody just strangers
Don't go outside cause it's dangerous
Why everybody wanna be famous
I'm so OCD if they notice me
I might jump out the grave so they know it's me
Man everybody want this shit for free
Hand out palm up when they get to me
In my mind no I never let it get to me
Everybody got a time will it get to me
V's up motherf*cka that's victory
Tell me why what I'm doing ain't shit to me, damn
[Bridge:]
Buried alive, buried alive
Will I survive?
Buried alive
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I've been buried alive
Buried alive
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Let it breathe
I'm feelin' this villainous feelin inside of my mind
Every time that I'm willing I feel like I'm killin' my dreams
When that voice goes nah, nah, nah
Listen up now
Love it or hate it, never debate it, you can never degrade it
While all these other motherf*ckers probably thinking
I made it
My mind jaded no I never evade it
I elevate it just to keep it innovative (innovative)
God damn, bring it back now
Blowin' up like Iraq now
RattPack put me on the map now
No we never back down
Just take my time, I just take my time
I know, Imma get it like this
So everyone know that I did it like this
Yeah, I know
Imma take my time
Battle the image inside of my mind
I know, Imma keep going
Tell me I can't but I'm already knowing
I know, I'm gonna rise
Even though I've been buried alive
Buried alive, will I survive?
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I've been buried alive
Buried alive
[Hook]
[Outro - Thalia:]
Let it breathe
Outkast
A Tribe Called Quest
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
And films by Quentin Tarantino
Were in rotation constantly
Throughout the duration of this album's creation
Writer: DAVID CUNNINGHAM, ROBERT HALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bounce
[Verse 1:]
Living good, I've been living good
Rolling through my hood, understood
Just a younging in this bitch up to no good
In the whip, every day with Nikki she be riding with me
Never trip, rolling through my city with hundreds and fifties
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though, they know
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the fame)
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the)
We've been at it way before the fame, psych
Take a trip, little trip, life is what you make of it
I've been focused on this music, can't f*ck with no basic bitch
Let me switch, the flow up, the flow up a little bit
No ain't just tryna hit, get, get with this
Bounce if you really 'bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do
Seems like all this new shit really just left over residue
I'm coming through
If I see your bitch I bet she coming too, what it do
We ain't never switch it up, we keep it true
[Hook:]
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though
They know, we've been at it way before the fame, ho
Way before the fame, ho
At it way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the, at it way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame, at it way before the fame
We've been at it way before the fame
[Verse 2:]
Back again, like I never left
Had to take a breath
Cause Nikki been f*cking with me hardcore
God, goddamn, that's my f*cking jam
They know who I am
Bitch bounce, homie smoke a ounce
F*ck it, make it count
With my album date announced, I pronounce I'm a killa
Bumping everything from Project Pat to Dilla
It's, truly disgusting the amount of money that we gross
Coast to coast, nationwide tour, then we hit the world
Rub a dub, if your bitch bad, we might hit your girl
RattPack, know the deal
What's the motto? Keep it real!
(I know) I got it, I want it, I need it
We live in an era where it get deleted
I'm wondering if Imma make it
Man f*ck it I'll take it, that record I'll break it
These bitches they love it, but I never covet
I just keep it going that's why I be flowing
I'm already knowing this life that I'm living
Don't know what I'm given
It's so hard not to give in
[Hook]
[Outro - Thalia:]
Locations where the album were recorded include: No I.D's studio in Los Angeles, Logic's house in the hills, and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour
Living good, I've been living good
Rolling through my hood, understood
Just a younging in this bitch up to no good
In the whip, every day with Nikki she be riding with me
Never trip, rolling through my city with hundreds and fifties
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though, they know
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the fame)
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the)
We've been at it way before the fame, psych
Take a trip, little trip, life is what you make of it
I've been focused on this music, can't f*ck with no basic bitch
Let me switch, the flow up, the flow up a little bit
No ain't just tryna hit, get, get with this
Bounce if you really 'bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do
Seems like all this new shit really just left over residue
I'm coming through
If I see your bitch I bet she coming too, what it do
We ain't never switch it up, we keep it true
[Hook:]
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though
They know, we've been at it way before the fame, ho
Way before the fame, ho
At it way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the, at it way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame, at it way before the fame
We've been at it way before the fame
[Verse 2:]
Back again, like I never left
Had to take a breath
Cause Nikki been f*cking with me hardcore
God, goddamn, that's my f*cking jam
They know who I am
Bitch bounce, homie smoke a ounce
F*ck it, make it count
With my album date announced, I pronounce I'm a killa
Bumping everything from Project Pat to Dilla
It's, truly disgusting the amount of money that we gross
Coast to coast, nationwide tour, then we hit the world
Rub a dub, if your bitch bad, we might hit your girl
RattPack, know the deal
What's the motto? Keep it real!
(I know) I got it, I want it, I need it
We live in an era where it get deleted
I'm wondering if Imma make it
Man f*ck it I'll take it, that record I'll break it
These bitches they love it, but I never covet
I just keep it going that's why I be flowing
I'm already knowing this life that I'm living
Don't know what I'm given
It's so hard not to give in
[Hook]
[Outro - Thalia:]
Locations where the album were recorded include: No I.D's studio in Los Angeles, Logic's house in the hills, and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour
Writer: Mark Landon, Robert Hall, Larry Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Growing Pains III
[Verse 1:]
Outside I can hear 'em bussin' bussin'
And the police they rushin'
Go to my head like concussion
I'd rather not have this discussion
My mind racing for the elevation of the toxic in my blood
Where my mind, don't know now
But I know where it was
I need Nikki, where is Nikki
Baby girl please come and get me now
I'm old and shit is trippy, but I know that god is with me
This that baby mama drama
Give a f*ck about a man I know Imma
Be there for my son, talking with my sister it begun
End of the month, that's the worst of the month
But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt
That welfare check, won't ever bounce like my daddy did
But I'm glad he did cause it made me strong
Made me help somebody with this song
Paint the picture of my life
Growing up what it was like
Section 8, grab a plate
Food for thought, gravitate
Food stamps, social services tryna take me away
My mama locked up, I pray to god that I see her today
Maybe not, maybe so, West Deer Park that's all I know
Just me and my homies, people that know me
Only ones that know
Around my way, living day by day
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs
5 O with them canines
Manhunt when it's game time
They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day
Now I'm running from the police, don't know how but I got away
Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me
At 15, such a fiend, for the shit, that I seen
All my homies smoking green, f*cking bitches, sipping lean
It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do
Such a youngin, such a fool
Now I'm breaking into school
Cause my homie told me to
What to do, what would you
When will I lose my anonymity and become one with the enemy?
Tell me would I be the enemy, feel like nobody in front of me
I can feel the vibe
[Interlude:]
Bobby what are you thinking?
What are you dreaming about?
Bobby, what's inside?
What are you thinking right now?
What are you thinking?
Go to sleep
[Verse 2:]
I guess that I was just thinking things would be different now
Cause when I wake up my dreams fade
Everything cascade
In this vanilla sky, I feel like David Aames
Why must I open my eyes
I wish that I could stay asleep forever
Attain every goal I wanted and watch it repeat forever
Will it happen, maybe never
Maybe so, I got to know
But tell me why
I picture myself at the top but I know that I'm dreaming
Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons
Maybe not
All I know is this life I live I can't live it no longer
Wish I was stronger, wish that I could survive
Turn on the TV let it wash my brain
Pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain
Hello children, how was school?
It was good, how bout you?
I love you (I love you son)
I love mama too
Are you ready for dinner? I'm able to set the table
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I'm back in hell
(Bobby)
[Thalia:]
Logic has recorded 1700 songs in the span of his 10 years as an MC
However, only just over 150 have been released to the public
Outside I can hear 'em bussin' bussin'
And the police they rushin'
Go to my head like concussion
I'd rather not have this discussion
My mind racing for the elevation of the toxic in my blood
Where my mind, don't know now
But I know where it was
I need Nikki, where is Nikki
Baby girl please come and get me now
I'm old and shit is trippy, but I know that god is with me
This that baby mama drama
Give a f*ck about a man I know Imma
Be there for my son, talking with my sister it begun
End of the month, that's the worst of the month
But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt
That welfare check, won't ever bounce like my daddy did
But I'm glad he did cause it made me strong
Made me help somebody with this song
Paint the picture of my life
Growing up what it was like
Section 8, grab a plate
Food for thought, gravitate
Food stamps, social services tryna take me away
My mama locked up, I pray to god that I see her today
Maybe not, maybe so, West Deer Park that's all I know
Just me and my homies, people that know me
Only ones that know
Around my way, living day by day
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs
5 O with them canines
Manhunt when it's game time
They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day
Now I'm running from the police, don't know how but I got away
Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me
At 15, such a fiend, for the shit, that I seen
All my homies smoking green, f*cking bitches, sipping lean
It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do
Such a youngin, such a fool
Now I'm breaking into school
Cause my homie told me to
What to do, what would you
When will I lose my anonymity and become one with the enemy?
Tell me would I be the enemy, feel like nobody in front of me
I can feel the vibe
[Interlude:]
Bobby what are you thinking?
What are you dreaming about?
Bobby, what's inside?
What are you thinking right now?
What are you thinking?
Go to sleep
[Verse 2:]
I guess that I was just thinking things would be different now
Cause when I wake up my dreams fade
Everything cascade
In this vanilla sky, I feel like David Aames
Why must I open my eyes
I wish that I could stay asleep forever
Attain every goal I wanted and watch it repeat forever
Will it happen, maybe never
Maybe so, I got to know
But tell me why
I picture myself at the top but I know that I'm dreaming
Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons
Maybe not
All I know is this life I live I can't live it no longer
Wish I was stronger, wish that I could survive
Turn on the TV let it wash my brain
Pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain
Hello children, how was school?
It was good, how bout you?
I love you (I love you son)
I love mama too
Are you ready for dinner? I'm able to set the table
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I'm back in hell
(Bobby)
[Thalia:]
Logic has recorded 1700 songs in the span of his 10 years as an MC
However, only just over 150 have been released to the public
Writer: ADAM FEENEY, MATTHEW TAVARES, R HALL, ARJUN IVATURY, TAE BEAST, SKHYE HUTCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Never Enough
[x2]
When that liquor get po' up
And that green get roll up
When them sets get throwed up
I'm like naw man, hol' up
Yea we bout it, sho 'nuff
Better hope they don't call my bluff
Cause my mind is going crazy
This shit is never enough
[x2]
Never enough, never enough, never enough
This shit is never enough
Crush a bit, little bit
Roll it up, take a hit
At the party with my homies
Walk up and they play my shit
On the road, kick a song
Didn't have to sell my soul
Visionary in this bitch and domination is the goal
Where you stay, every day
Just got my crib in LA
Never play, we been at it way before that IDJ
Never seems to be enough when money is the motive, cuh
Bitches on my dick, don't give a f*ck
Y'all must not know what's up
In the cut, we don't give a f*ck
We just tryna cut
Line em up, if they say they bout then we'll sign em up
Rattpack, that's a fact
Basic bitch can't f*ck with that
Where you at
That's what they be asking, I say on the map
[x2]
We are, the coolest motherf*ckers on the planet
Drop that new shit just cause they demand it
Living like we got it cause we get it
Do it just to say we f*cking did it
[x2]
When that liquor get po' up
And that green get roll up
When them sets get throwed up
I'm like naw man, hol' up
Yea we bout it, sho 'nuff
Better hope they don't call my bluff
Cause my mind is going crazy
This shit is never enough
[x2]
Never enough, never enough, never enough
This shit is never enough
[Outro - Thalia:]
This album was created over the span of one year. However, the majority of the album was recorded in only two weeks
When that liquor get po' up
And that green get roll up
When them sets get throwed up
I'm like naw man, hol' up
Yea we bout it, sho 'nuff
Better hope they don't call my bluff
Cause my mind is going crazy
This shit is never enough
[x2]
Never enough, never enough, never enough
This shit is never enough
Crush a bit, little bit
Roll it up, take a hit
At the party with my homies
Walk up and they play my shit
On the road, kick a song
Didn't have to sell my soul
Visionary in this bitch and domination is the goal
Where you stay, every day
Just got my crib in LA
Never play, we been at it way before that IDJ
Never seems to be enough when money is the motive, cuh
Bitches on my dick, don't give a f*ck
Y'all must not know what's up
In the cut, we don't give a f*ck
We just tryna cut
Line em up, if they say they bout then we'll sign em up
Rattpack, that's a fact
Basic bitch can't f*ck with that
Where you at
That's what they be asking, I say on the map
[x2]
We are, the coolest motherf*ckers on the planet
Drop that new shit just cause they demand it
Living like we got it cause we get it
Do it just to say we f*cking did it
[x2]
When that liquor get po' up
And that green get roll up
When them sets get throwed up
I'm like naw man, hol' up
Yea we bout it, sho 'nuff
Better hope they don't call my bluff
Cause my mind is going crazy
This shit is never enough
[x2]
Never enough, never enough, never enough
This shit is never enough
[Outro - Thalia:]
This album was created over the span of one year. However, the majority of the album was recorded in only two weeks
Writer: ADAM FEENEY, DACOURY NATCHE, ANDRE BENJAMIN, PATRICK BROWN, ROBERT HALL, SCOTT MESCUDI, RAYMON MURRAY, ANTWAN PATTON, RICO WADE, EVAN MAST, MICHAEL STROUD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Metropolis
[Verse 1:]
Sometimes I feel like I've drifted, I feel different I feel gifted
I've been high so long, don't need to smoke to get lifted
I've been under pressure looking for Nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to the House of Blues, progress is the model
Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in Chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been ready to die
Maybe not, I don't know why my mind is changing
Rearranging this dangerous melody, uh
Yeah, and I know that ain't nobody finna ever be ahead of me
All that competition right there, are dead to me
Yeah, uh, yeah, I've been turning the pages
Feeling the vibe, shit is outrageous
Boy, I've been feeling courageous
This shit right here, I've been at it for ages
Feels like I'm running through mazes, everybody has they phases
Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this
And I'm feeling it uh, hope when I'm forty I'm still in it
One of the few that be killing it uh
Yeah, young motherf*cker that be giving what he living
On the road to success you know that I'm driven
But they didn't wanna publish it, but right now I'm on some other shit
I'm in a different world, I'm with a different girl
I'm with the same team, but it's a different scheme
Remember back when I couldn't even pay the bills
And I never forget how that feels back when I went
[Break 1:]
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone
[Verse 2:]
Okay, doing what I gotta do, flying at this altitude
I look out of the window like goddamn, that's what I really do
Don't know why I fear the planes, sometimes I was to sustain
If I look back on it I would do it all over again
Nikki, Nikki, where you been? I can't wait to breathe you in
Been on this plane way too long, I can't wait to see you again
Oh my God this turbulence has got me sippin' on this liquor
Crazy racist white bitch looking at us like "Who are these niggas?"
First class, on they ass, all complain that's when I dash
Just landed in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash
Now I'm riding on the train, All this shit inside my brain
Just left a hotel in Belgium, damn them waffles was insane
Smoking blunts in Amsterdam, oh my God this is my jam
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, that's the man
[Break 2:]
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
[Verse 3:]
Okay, f*ck affiliation, I'm that dude that did it on his own
He starts inside my mind, he f*ckin' with me when I'm all alone
I really like this girl she bad as f*ck, why must I run away?
It feel like self assassination, I can't put this gun away
God damn, what's the plan? Not complacent where I am
Reminiscing when I hit the road back in that mini van
Broke as f*ck, not a dollar, whipping that Chevy Impala
Praying that we make it out this city, Lord willin', Insha'Allah
Up today the couple years, now my idols are my peers
I was on the road to nowhere till I decided to veer
Put my everything into this shit, you know, I know you know this
Used to give a f*ck what people thought, hoping that they would notice
Stop giving a f*ck cause music gotta be the only motive
Mind racing on and off the track, I'm going locomotive
[Skit - Logic & Nikki:]
I can't believe you don't like Tarantino
Ugh, I don't like him because, like, when it's non like non-Tarantino-esque, I think it's a good movie
You mean like Inglorious Bastards?
I didn't see that
What?!
I didn't, I don't know
Oh my God, have you seen Pulp Fiction
Yeah, but I don't really remember it
What you talking about? Have you seen uh, this is funny cause we're on the train, have you seen, f*ck! What's his name. The guy from the movie, in the place on the
On the train? With the scenery?
Uh, I'm tryna remember right now, dammit, Source Code
No
You haven't seen that?
No
With the dude from Donnie Darko
Who's that?
Oh my God
Well I still wanna know what your favorite Tarantino movie is
[Break 2:]
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
[Outro - Thalia:]
The original members of the Rattpack include, C Dot Castro, Big Lenbo and Logic
Sometimes I feel like I've drifted, I feel different I feel gifted
I've been high so long, don't need to smoke to get lifted
I've been under pressure looking for Nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to the House of Blues, progress is the model
Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in Chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been ready to die
Maybe not, I don't know why my mind is changing
Rearranging this dangerous melody, uh
Yeah, and I know that ain't nobody finna ever be ahead of me
All that competition right there, are dead to me
Yeah, uh, yeah, I've been turning the pages
Feeling the vibe, shit is outrageous
Boy, I've been feeling courageous
This shit right here, I've been at it for ages
Feels like I'm running through mazes, everybody has they phases
Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this
And I'm feeling it uh, hope when I'm forty I'm still in it
One of the few that be killing it uh
Yeah, young motherf*cker that be giving what he living
On the road to success you know that I'm driven
But they didn't wanna publish it, but right now I'm on some other shit
I'm in a different world, I'm with a different girl
I'm with the same team, but it's a different scheme
Remember back when I couldn't even pay the bills
And I never forget how that feels back when I went
[Break 1:]
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone
[Verse 2:]
Okay, doing what I gotta do, flying at this altitude
I look out of the window like goddamn, that's what I really do
Don't know why I fear the planes, sometimes I was to sustain
If I look back on it I would do it all over again
Nikki, Nikki, where you been? I can't wait to breathe you in
Been on this plane way too long, I can't wait to see you again
Oh my God this turbulence has got me sippin' on this liquor
Crazy racist white bitch looking at us like "Who are these niggas?"
First class, on they ass, all complain that's when I dash
Just landed in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash
Now I'm riding on the train, All this shit inside my brain
Just left a hotel in Belgium, damn them waffles was insane
Smoking blunts in Amsterdam, oh my God this is my jam
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, that's the man
[Break 2:]
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
[Verse 3:]
Okay, f*ck affiliation, I'm that dude that did it on his own
He starts inside my mind, he f*ckin' with me when I'm all alone
I really like this girl she bad as f*ck, why must I run away?
It feel like self assassination, I can't put this gun away
God damn, what's the plan? Not complacent where I am
Reminiscing when I hit the road back in that mini van
Broke as f*ck, not a dollar, whipping that Chevy Impala
Praying that we make it out this city, Lord willin', Insha'Allah
Up today the couple years, now my idols are my peers
I was on the road to nowhere till I decided to veer
Put my everything into this shit, you know, I know you know this
Used to give a f*ck what people thought, hoping that they would notice
Stop giving a f*ck cause music gotta be the only motive
Mind racing on and off the track, I'm going locomotive
[Skit - Logic & Nikki:]
I can't believe you don't like Tarantino
Ugh, I don't like him because, like, when it's non like non-Tarantino-esque, I think it's a good movie
You mean like Inglorious Bastards?
I didn't see that
What?!
I didn't, I don't know
Oh my God, have you seen Pulp Fiction
Yeah, but I don't really remember it
What you talking about? Have you seen uh, this is funny cause we're on the train, have you seen, f*ck! What's his name. The guy from the movie, in the place on the
On the train? With the scenery?
Uh, I'm tryna remember right now, dammit, Source Code
No
You haven't seen that?
No
With the dude from Donnie Darko
Who's that?
Oh my God
Well I still wanna know what your favorite Tarantino movie is
[Break 2:]
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
And they wonder why I never get high
[Outro - Thalia:]
The original members of the Rattpack include, C Dot Castro, Big Lenbo and Logic
Writer: ROBIN TADROSS, ROBERT HALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Nikki
I can feel you in my lungs, feel you in my veins
Bloodstream only way to make it to my brain
I tried some others but man they just not as good as you
Going crazy cause I only feel this good with you
Maybe I'm not as strong as I once was
When we're together lately I don't even feel a buzz
I'm addicted to this shit like it was hard drugs
Nikki baby I love you but now I gotta go
Cause in the end what happens you already know
Probably wonder where I been at I been laying low
But in my mind I'm wondering what I'm paying for
All these other bitches on my dick but I can't f*ck with that
You the only girl I need I gotta have you back
Even though you turn my lungs black
Tell me where you've been jack
Uh, I know this shorty that go by the name Mary
I used to f*ck here way back when I didn't know a thing
Skipping school with all my homies on some truancy
But when I ended things with her it was just you and me
Doing me good, that's what I thought at first
Me and you together swear to god I saw that work
Away from you though man it's just so hard to work
Uh, my heart is hard at work
We been together like ten years, goddamn took me as young man
Everyday I wonder who I am, who will I be, where will I go
What will they write upon my grave
A free man born as a king, who died as a slave
But everything he gave her was for nothing though
Oh no I can't fade that shit I gotta let you go
You got me tripping like a flight to Vegas
All this shit you got me doing man it's outrageous
All I know is I'm living the life I never would
Finally let you go I thought I never could
Don't get me wrong can't forget the times shared
Seem like everywhere I go I always know you there
Tried to run but my legs won't
I look away but my head don't
I love it when you're fresh
I love it when I take your top off and we share the same breath
I hate it that I need you, Nikki
But I love it when I feed you Nikki
I hate that I bleed for you
Uh, I long and I need for you
But I love it when I taste you
Nothing can replace you
I wish I could erase you, you're everywhere I go
But you're everywhere I long to be
And all these other people that don't seem to understand
I'm just a man they always ask what's wrong with me
Man you're everything I crave
You're the only thing I let in that would put me in a grave
I'm a king, you're my Coretta
But lately I been feeling like a slave for the nicotine
Slave for the
Said I'm a slave for the nicotine
Been a slave for ya
I'm a muthaf*ckin slave for ya
Slave for the nicotine
Nikki, Nikki slave for ya
I'm a slave for ya Nikki
I'm a muthaf*ckin slave for ya
[Thalia:]
All handwriting on the album's artwork was done by Big Lenbo
Bloodstream only way to make it to my brain
I tried some others but man they just not as good as you
Going crazy cause I only feel this good with you
Maybe I'm not as strong as I once was
When we're together lately I don't even feel a buzz
I'm addicted to this shit like it was hard drugs
Nikki baby I love you but now I gotta go
Cause in the end what happens you already know
Probably wonder where I been at I been laying low
But in my mind I'm wondering what I'm paying for
All these other bitches on my dick but I can't f*ck with that
You the only girl I need I gotta have you back
Even though you turn my lungs black
Tell me where you've been jack
Uh, I know this shorty that go by the name Mary
I used to f*ck here way back when I didn't know a thing
Skipping school with all my homies on some truancy
But when I ended things with her it was just you and me
Doing me good, that's what I thought at first
Me and you together swear to god I saw that work
Away from you though man it's just so hard to work
Uh, my heart is hard at work
We been together like ten years, goddamn took me as young man
Everyday I wonder who I am, who will I be, where will I go
What will they write upon my grave
A free man born as a king, who died as a slave
But everything he gave her was for nothing though
Oh no I can't fade that shit I gotta let you go
You got me tripping like a flight to Vegas
All this shit you got me doing man it's outrageous
All I know is I'm living the life I never would
Finally let you go I thought I never could
Don't get me wrong can't forget the times shared
Seem like everywhere I go I always know you there
Tried to run but my legs won't
I look away but my head don't
I love it when you're fresh
I love it when I take your top off and we share the same breath
I hate it that I need you, Nikki
But I love it when I feed you Nikki
I hate that I bleed for you
Uh, I long and I need for you
But I love it when I taste you
Nothing can replace you
I wish I could erase you, you're everywhere I go
But you're everywhere I long to be
And all these other people that don't seem to understand
I'm just a man they always ask what's wrong with me
Man you're everything I crave
You're the only thing I let in that would put me in a grave
I'm a king, you're my Coretta
But lately I been feeling like a slave for the nicotine
Slave for the
Said I'm a slave for the nicotine
Been a slave for ya
I'm a muthaf*ckin slave for ya
Slave for the nicotine
Nikki, Nikki slave for ya
I'm a slave for ya Nikki
I'm a muthaf*ckin slave for ya
[Thalia:]
All handwriting on the album's artwork was done by Big Lenbo
Writer: NARADA MICHAEL WALDEN, ROBERT HALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Under Pressure
[Hook:]
Work so f*cking much my greatest fear is I'm a die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone (Keep doing it, I'm loving it)
People calling me, asking me for money, man
The only thing I'm a give you motherf*ckers is a dial tone
[Verse 1:]
Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, f*ck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who the bitch riding with me?
Man, the devil tryna get me
Motivated, under-educated, and hated
But finally getting cake like a happy belated
Bitch I made it, we on
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it
Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it
Feel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit
This is war, I declare it
Time is money, I can't spare it
Futuristic, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Slow it down, Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
My consumption is the illest
Section eight, I know you feel this
On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?
EBT, that's the card
I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
God damn, God damn, we at it again
Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban
Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up
F*ck around and get messed up
When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so
On the down low, haters drown slow
On the down low, haters drown slow
Oh God, my God, we got it all right
Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right?
These f*ckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
I said these f*ckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
Uh, 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 up
All these bitches out here tryna gas it up
This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it up
Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough
"Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic cup
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we 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 get enough
Now they know my name through the nation
Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making
Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken
Tell 'em jealous Judas is who this is, and man, that'll break 'em
And bitch I'm still the same
Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain
Broke as f*ck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name
Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story
Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
(Hello, no one 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 brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you
But I insist you call me back cause I miss you
I wish you well, well, I wish you would call
Cause lately you feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all
Uh, I'm sorry for calling and balling, I'm all in
And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of the man who raped me
And lately I, I feel more and more like mommy, I know I'm me, but still
You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel
Better, but you been answering me lesser and lesser
So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone
As as for [?] he left and he ain't coming back
I hate the man, if I see him I swear I tell him that
No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting and selling that
He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back
I been working hard, I been searching for God
I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud
Promise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with me
And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure
[Verse 4:]
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?
And Paris, what a beautiful destination
And perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spiteful
Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk
When I see kids around the way I say "how I'm your dad"
It gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've had
And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you
But do you think you can stop rapping about my drug use?
I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend
Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19
And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're there
And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care
Of anything I need, of your family
Can I have some tickets to your next show?
Will you stand with me?
Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine?
I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom
My mind going crazy, but I still look hella calm
Maybe you could tell [beep]
I've been feeling under pressure
[Interlude:]
Hey, what's up, bro? I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on. I know you're busy. Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that. Yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that. I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know. So what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg. But he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and Brenda's like "damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" cause you know we all f*cked with Debbie. But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man, I know there's more shit on your plate. You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it. When you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga. Hit me.
[Verse 5:]
Yeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distant
Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent
I know that you been insisting, I know that birthday I missed it
I swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another place
Thoughts off in another world, I started seeing another girl
It fell through, man, what a world
But I'm so focused on my craft, unemploying my staff
Such a perfectionist, I can't even finish this draft
This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss
Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce
Meanwhile, people outside of my blood asking for favors
I don't owe you a f*cking thing, you best switch your behavior
Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you
When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through, uh
We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child?
Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on girl, don't do me foul
Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right now
I heart you was popping E, stop 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 relationship she ruined
But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the f*ck I'm doing
They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth
I should spend it all with y'all, 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 need
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure
[Interlude:]
Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting. A friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then. And then when I did call you wouldn't even answer or whatever. Just wondering how things are going. Deb and I aren't together anymore. Living on my own, you know. Anyway, the whole family, even the ones you don't know, my sister, some of your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too. Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grinding, you know. And I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati. Then I gotta kill ya. I love you, son. So
Work so f*cking much my greatest fear is I'm a die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone (Keep doing it, I'm loving it)
People calling me, asking me for money, man
The only thing I'm a give you motherf*ckers is a dial tone
[Verse 1:]
Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, f*ck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who the bitch riding with me?
Man, the devil tryna get me
Motivated, under-educated, and hated
But finally getting cake like a happy belated
Bitch I made it, we on
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it
Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it
Feel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit
This is war, I declare it
Time is money, I can't spare it
Futuristic, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Slow it down, Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
My consumption is the illest
Section eight, I know you feel this
On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?
EBT, that's the card
I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
God damn, God damn, we at it again
Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban
Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up
F*ck around and get messed up
When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so
On the down low, haters drown slow
On the down low, haters drown slow
Oh God, my God, we got it all right
Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right?
These f*ckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
I said these f*ckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
Uh, 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 up
All these bitches out here tryna gas it up
This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it up
Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough
"Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic cup
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we 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 get enough
Now they know my name through the nation
Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making
Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken
Tell 'em jealous Judas is who this is, and man, that'll break 'em
And bitch I'm still the same
Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain
Broke as f*ck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name
Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story
Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
(Hello, no one 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 brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you
But I insist you call me back cause I miss you
I wish you well, well, I wish you would call
Cause lately you feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all
Uh, I'm sorry for calling and balling, I'm all in
And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of the man who raped me
And lately I, I feel more and more like mommy, I know I'm me, but still
You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel
Better, but you been answering me lesser and lesser
So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone
As as for [?] he left and he ain't coming back
I hate the man, if I see him I swear I tell him that
No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting and selling that
He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back
I been working hard, I been searching for God
I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud
Promise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with me
And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure
[Verse 4:]
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?
And Paris, what a beautiful destination
And perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spiteful
Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk
When I see kids around the way I say "how I'm your dad"
It gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've had
And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you
But do you think you can stop rapping about my drug use?
I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend
Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19
And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're there
And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care
Of anything I need, of your family
Can I have some tickets to your next show?
Will you stand with me?
Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine?
I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom
My mind going crazy, but I still look hella calm
Maybe you could tell [beep]
I've been feeling under pressure
[Interlude:]
Hey, what's up, bro? I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on. I know you're busy. Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that. Yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that. I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know. So what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg. But he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and Brenda's like "damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" cause you know we all f*cked with Debbie. But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man, I know there's more shit on your plate. You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it. When you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga. Hit me.
[Verse 5:]
Yeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distant
Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent
I know that you been insisting, I know that birthday I missed it
I swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another place
Thoughts off in another world, I started seeing another girl
It fell through, man, what a world
But I'm so focused on my craft, unemploying my staff
Such a perfectionist, I can't even finish this draft
This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss
Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce
Meanwhile, people outside of my blood asking for favors
I don't owe you a f*cking thing, you best switch your behavior
Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you
When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through, uh
We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child?
Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on girl, don't do me foul
Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right now
I heart you was popping E, stop 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 relationship she ruined
But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the f*ck I'm doing
They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth
I should spend it all with y'all, 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 need
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure
[Interlude:]
Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting. A friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then. And then when I did call you wouldn't even answer or whatever. Just wondering how things are going. Deb and I aren't together anymore. Living on my own, you know. Anyway, the whole family, even the ones you don't know, my sister, some of your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too. Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grinding, you know. And I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati. Then I gotta kill ya. I love you, son. So
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Till The End
[Verse 1:]
It's the type of shit they read about
Like Chris said, I gotta bleed it out
I've been in the zone, I can't be without
This real shit that I be about
I'm a visionary, that's long term
But Def Jam, said they need it out
If I rush this shit, I might be without
But I need a vision, can't see without
I've been patient, never complacent
Left the underground when I left the basement
That's renovation, I spit this verse like a revelation
On the road with Kid Cudi and Big
Conversations with No I.D
Who made hits with Ye, got hits with Jay
Now he wanna f*ck around and make hits with me
If it's meant to be, then it's meant to be
Can't express what that meant for me, what it mean to me
Man, I swear the shit like a dream to me, what it seemed to be
It's so different now, everything is so different now
I've been there and I've done that
Tell 'em all that I run that, that's a fun fact
And I'm back again cause I love this shit
Write it down and they publish it
I went 5 years without a publicist, cause the word of mouth, they in love with this
I've been dreaming, I've been scheming
Went away a while but I've been fiending
I've missed the fam, but they know the deal
Been that way before the deal
Now the music got mass appeal
My main girl got ass appeal
Like I feel the vibe, that's the main thing
Little fish, that went mainstream
Now I'm big as f*ck
My whole city, they know what's up
I'm unseen and I'm in the cut about extra shit
I don't give a f*ck
When I'm on the phone, don't interrupt
When I'm talking business, I might erupt
If you're at the show, put your lighter up
F*ck with me if you're really bout it
Outsiders, I could do without it
I crept in, got slept on
Sold out shows, no one knew about it
When it comes to f*cks, I give two about it
Your cosign, I could do without it
[Bridge:]
Laaa daaaa
Laaa daaaa la da da da daa da da da da da daaa
[Verse 2:]
Okay, last verse I gotta make it count
Won't speak on my bank account
So many commas I'd have to pause and I can't afford to just waste the bars
Every day boy I thank the Lord, I got a lot of problems but could have more
Wish I spoke to my dad more, my jeweler less
I been hungry like Budapest
Tell me who the best, don't give a f*ck I just know I'm blessed
Love life even though I'm stressed
This business boy, I swear a test
Tell Def Jam if they don't cut the check, I'll send Chris to go cut their neck
I love the building, no disrespect
But yall better ride when I'm in effect
That's radio, that's TV, but Visionary got the internet
If yall f*ck around or try to throw the ball to another artist, Imma intercept
It's my time, put half a mill of my own money in this album
That's my dime
No rap features, just my rhymes
My story, it's all mine
From the basement to the stadium
From the Roxy to Palladium
I've been there and I've done that, yes I run that
With this pretty girl on my floor, half naked playing Connect Four
But I've been trying to throw sex out the window just to connect more
She so fine, type of girl I wanna f*ck her mind and then unwind with some slow head
All my homies like go ahead
Anyway, it's been a long time
And this here has been a long rhyme
So I gotta go, it's Logic
The one nobody would vouch for, how's that shit for an outro
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
This is my story, Til The End
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
This is my story, Til The End
Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Y-Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah
[Sample:]
Every day that they live and breathe is extended to them
They may be misinformed about the truth
They may be misguided
Somebody has led them on the wrong path
A path of corruption and destruction, but yet God's mercy every day that they live is extended to them and they have another opportunity to be saved
Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Y-Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah
[Outro - Thalia:]
This concludes the Under Pressure program
It's the type of shit they read about
Like Chris said, I gotta bleed it out
I've been in the zone, I can't be without
This real shit that I be about
I'm a visionary, that's long term
But Def Jam, said they need it out
If I rush this shit, I might be without
But I need a vision, can't see without
I've been patient, never complacent
Left the underground when I left the basement
That's renovation, I spit this verse like a revelation
On the road with Kid Cudi and Big
Conversations with No I.D
Who made hits with Ye, got hits with Jay
Now he wanna f*ck around and make hits with me
If it's meant to be, then it's meant to be
Can't express what that meant for me, what it mean to me
Man, I swear the shit like a dream to me, what it seemed to be
It's so different now, everything is so different now
I've been there and I've done that
Tell 'em all that I run that, that's a fun fact
And I'm back again cause I love this shit
Write it down and they publish it
I went 5 years without a publicist, cause the word of mouth, they in love with this
I've been dreaming, I've been scheming
Went away a while but I've been fiending
I've missed the fam, but they know the deal
Been that way before the deal
Now the music got mass appeal
My main girl got ass appeal
Like I feel the vibe, that's the main thing
Little fish, that went mainstream
Now I'm big as f*ck
My whole city, they know what's up
I'm unseen and I'm in the cut about extra shit
I don't give a f*ck
When I'm on the phone, don't interrupt
When I'm talking business, I might erupt
If you're at the show, put your lighter up
F*ck with me if you're really bout it
Outsiders, I could do without it
I crept in, got slept on
Sold out shows, no one knew about it
When it comes to f*cks, I give two about it
Your cosign, I could do without it
[Bridge:]
Laaa daaaa
Laaa daaaa la da da da daa da da da da da daaa
[Verse 2:]
Okay, last verse I gotta make it count
Won't speak on my bank account
So many commas I'd have to pause and I can't afford to just waste the bars
Every day boy I thank the Lord, I got a lot of problems but could have more
Wish I spoke to my dad more, my jeweler less
I been hungry like Budapest
Tell me who the best, don't give a f*ck I just know I'm blessed
Love life even though I'm stressed
This business boy, I swear a test
Tell Def Jam if they don't cut the check, I'll send Chris to go cut their neck
I love the building, no disrespect
But yall better ride when I'm in effect
That's radio, that's TV, but Visionary got the internet
If yall f*ck around or try to throw the ball to another artist, Imma intercept
It's my time, put half a mill of my own money in this album
That's my dime
No rap features, just my rhymes
My story, it's all mine
From the basement to the stadium
From the Roxy to Palladium
I've been there and I've done that, yes I run that
With this pretty girl on my floor, half naked playing Connect Four
But I've been trying to throw sex out the window just to connect more
She so fine, type of girl I wanna f*ck her mind and then unwind with some slow head
All my homies like go ahead
Anyway, it's been a long time
And this here has been a long rhyme
So I gotta go, it's Logic
The one nobody would vouch for, how's that shit for an outro
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
This is my story, Til The End
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
This is my story, Til The End
Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Y-Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah
[Sample:]
Every day that they live and breathe is extended to them
They may be misinformed about the truth
They may be misguided
Somebody has led them on the wrong path
A path of corruption and destruction, but yet God's mercy every day that they live is extended to them and they have another opportunity to be saved
Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah , Y-Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah
[Outro - Thalia:]
This concludes the Under Pressure program
Writer: DIONDRIA ELAINE THOMAS, CHRISTOPHER THORNTON, LARRY GRIFFIN, MARK LANDON, ROBERT HALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Driving Ms. Daisy
[Verse 1 - Logic:]
Somewhere this shit done got crazy
I've just been driving Miss Daisy
With my hands on the steering wheel
And my eyes on the pavement
I give a f*ck 'bout where they went
I owe my lawyer a payment
They talking 'bout no arraignment
Now I wonder where the rain went
I just been all in my mind, homies tell me I'm stressing
I been counting what's on my bucket list and not on my blessing's
I think it's time for a lesson, hold up, you better pay attention
I can't end up like my momma popping anti-depressants
My therapist think I'm crazy, well shit, she probably does
All that stress I'm under, I wonder why I don't do drugs
Raised in a household full of killers and thugs
Shit I've been in doubt so long, don't know who I was
But I know who I am, yes, I know who I is
Please pardon my grammar, Daisy vibing with this
[Hook - Logic:]
I've just been driving [2x]
I've just been driving Miss Daisy [4x]
[Verse 2 - Childish Gambino:]
That Bino the realest, uh, this beat made me kill it, uh
Her feet to the ceiling, she said that she love me
She never said that in college, 3005 is our mileage
I'm in my lane like a Prius, because I'm moving in silence
You still ain't broke down yet?
All the flashing lights and a couple Crown Vic's
Wanna rock a crown and a ring on the left
Tell your nigga speed up, she don't wanna get left
Relationships look closer in that rearview
Finally slow it down and realize she ain't nowhere near you
So now you gotta stop, park, put that shit in neutral
Yeah, you really love her, but is she worth your future?
Your Ciara, your Beyoncé, they'll be saying he got money
Think that Kim be with Kanye if he left drive in the driveway?
Yeah, I know who you are, yeah, I know who you is
We were driving together, when we met we were kids
You ain't know 'bout the biz, I ain't know 'bout it either
I see you in that new ride, I flash my lights when I see you
I just be driving
[Hook - Childish Gambino & Logic]
[Outro - Logic:]
Turn left on West Deer Park
Doing ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the high [4x]
I've just been driving Miss Daisy [4x]
Somewhere this shit done got crazy
I've just been driving Miss Daisy
With my hands on the steering wheel
And my eyes on the pavement
I give a f*ck 'bout where they went
I owe my lawyer a payment
They talking 'bout no arraignment
Now I wonder where the rain went
I just been all in my mind, homies tell me I'm stressing
I been counting what's on my bucket list and not on my blessing's
I think it's time for a lesson, hold up, you better pay attention
I can't end up like my momma popping anti-depressants
My therapist think I'm crazy, well shit, she probably does
All that stress I'm under, I wonder why I don't do drugs
Raised in a household full of killers and thugs
Shit I've been in doubt so long, don't know who I was
But I know who I am, yes, I know who I is
Please pardon my grammar, Daisy vibing with this
[Hook - Logic:]
I've just been driving [2x]
I've just been driving Miss Daisy [4x]
[Verse 2 - Childish Gambino:]
That Bino the realest, uh, this beat made me kill it, uh
Her feet to the ceiling, she said that she love me
She never said that in college, 3005 is our mileage
I'm in my lane like a Prius, because I'm moving in silence
You still ain't broke down yet?
All the flashing lights and a couple Crown Vic's
Wanna rock a crown and a ring on the left
Tell your nigga speed up, she don't wanna get left
Relationships look closer in that rearview
Finally slow it down and realize she ain't nowhere near you
So now you gotta stop, park, put that shit in neutral
Yeah, you really love her, but is she worth your future?
Your Ciara, your Beyoncé, they'll be saying he got money
Think that Kim be with Kanye if he left drive in the driveway?
Yeah, I know who you are, yeah, I know who you is
We were driving together, when we met we were kids
You ain't know 'bout the biz, I ain't know 'bout it either
I see you in that new ride, I flash my lights when I see you
I just be driving
[Hook - Childish Gambino & Logic]
[Outro - Logic:]
Turn left on West Deer Park
Doing ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the highway, we gon' do it my way
Ninety on the high [4x]
I've just been driving Miss Daisy [4x]
Writer: DONALD MCKINLEY II GLOVER, PHARRELL L. WILLIAMS, ROBERT BRYSON HALL II, ARJUN IVATURY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Now
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
F*ckin with me now, but they never was
Tell me where was y'all back on the come up way before the buzz?
Chillin with my homies in the basement like it really was
F*ckin with me now
Top down, just the four of us
Rattpack to the fullest, the people want more of us
Man, now we've finally got connected
Did it all without a plug and so they F*ckin with me now
Yeah we've got it now, yes I've got it now
So I've gotta keep it real right now
Tell me how you feelin, bitches grilling, we making a killin
The villain chillin, I'm living the life I've got the feelin
For the realest on the rise
Shootin for the skies
VMG f*ck all them other guys
Been advised to give up
We live up the the bar set
Bobbysoxer doin 120 in a Corvette
Blowin up like a war vet
Goddamn, everybody wonder who I am
Cause I came out the cut like a stitch in your hand
And my music flowing through your city like drug money
Made a mill off rap, f*ck drug money
And now you hit me like I got you whatever you need
But deep down, hope a motherf*cker bleed
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
F*ckin with me now
Break it down come off of the crown
Nowhere to be found on the come up now they come around
Talkin bout they hold me down, yeah?
Acting like they know me, now they know me now, yeah?
Where you been?
You gon be there when I need a friend?
Say I've got em when I hit rock bottom and get up again
Sippin gin
Now would you pick up the pen if I was locked up in the pen?
Tell me can you reminisce on way back when it did begin?
When I look at you, I do not see a friend
When I look at you look at me I can tell you only see some type of end
F*ckin with me now
Actin' like we kin
But you don't know where I've been
Goddamn, bring it back again yeah
Back again yeah
Bring it back again yeah
Back again yeah
Back again yeah
Bring it back again yeah
Talkin bout they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
F*ckin with me now, but they never was
Tell me where was y'all back on the come up way before the buzz?
Chillin with my homies in the basement like it really was
F*ckin with me now
Top down, just the four of us
Rattpack to the fullest, the people want more of us
Man, now we've finally got connected
Did it all without a plug and so they F*ckin with me now
Yeah we've got it now, yes I've got it now
So I've gotta keep it real right now
Tell me how you feelin, bitches grilling, we making a killin
The villain chillin, I'm living the life I've got the feelin
For the realest on the rise
Shootin for the skies
VMG f*ck all them other guys
Been advised to give up
We live up the the bar set
Bobbysoxer doin 120 in a Corvette
Blowin up like a war vet
Goddamn, everybody wonder who I am
Cause I came out the cut like a stitch in your hand
And my music flowing through your city like drug money
Made a mill off rap, f*ck drug money
And now you hit me like I got you whatever you need
But deep down, hope a motherf*cker bleed
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
F*ckin with me now
Break it down come off of the crown
Nowhere to be found on the come up now they come around
Talkin bout they hold me down, yeah?
Acting like they know me, now they know me now, yeah?
Where you been?
You gon be there when I need a friend?
Say I've got em when I hit rock bottom and get up again
Sippin gin
Now would you pick up the pen if I was locked up in the pen?
Tell me can you reminisce on way back when it did begin?
When I look at you, I do not see a friend
When I look at you look at me I can tell you only see some type of end
F*ckin with me now
Actin' like we kin
But you don't know where I've been
Goddamn, bring it back again yeah
Back again yeah
Bring it back again yeah
Back again yeah
Back again yeah
Bring it back again yeah
Talkin bout they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Goddamnit now they, damn it now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Wasn't bout it back then, all a sudden now they
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
I must've got it cause they wanna seem like everybody
F*ckin with me now, f*ckin with me now
Break it down for these motherf*ckers thinking that they
Writer: ROBERT HALL, JEREMY MCARTHUR, ARJUN IVATURY, AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Alright
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Just ride with a mothaf*cka
Keep it real, never lie to a mothaf*cker hold me down
Chillin' in a-gadda-da-vida, rockin' Adidas
With a senorita and she sippin' liquor by the liter
That's royalty, like the homie Gambino
He know we be in the casino lightin' Cubans with a C-note
I'ma f*ck the game, dare you to test my libido
Comin' up shorter than Danny DeVito whenever I step on the beat, ho
Like a killer on the creep slow
Had my share of defeat, but we still gon' eat, ho
While the fans bumpin' Welcome To Forever on repeat though
Wonderin' if I'ma ever fall off
Feelin' mad at the world, wanna hit it with the sawed off
Blowin' up like a molotov
This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off
Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
In the studio everyday so you know this shit about to be a busy night
Everything is all, everything is alright
It's finally famous over everything
Rattpack gang
What up though Logic, yeah
Day one shit right there
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Oh my God they plottin' and schemin'
F*ckboys rather me not even breathin'
They tryna take my blessins away
They gotta be demons, I'm blessed everyday
And I'm blessed like I'm sneezin', I'm healthy and well
On top of my ship and I'm not even sinkin'
And I could just sit back and say that I'm happy
But can't spend a day without smokin' and drinkin'
Got champagne problems, and I order more my wardrobe is Aura Gold
I'm a young nigga with a older soul
But still young enough to know I gotta know some more
I made somethin' out of nothin', Sean Don the magician
She doin' tricks with her pussy, I guess she's a vagician
She tryna hold on to a nigga sta-sta-stackin' up
Purell for these fake niggas tryna dap dap me up
Hype nigga back-back-back it up
Claimin' that we homies, boy stop
That's the type of shit I boycott
Yellin' f*ck the 5.0, state troops
Any nigga with a badge, I don't even trust the boy scouts
I got these good girls hoin' out
Tell me what the f*ck you know about
Bein' that nigga that these niggas don't know a bout
Then they throw you in the game then you mothaf*ckin' blow it out
Now everything is alright
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Whippin' through Gotham, hatin' mothaf*ckas, I wanna off 'em
Hella endorphins, got me livin' life to the coffin
I'm coughin', wonderin' if I'm goin' insane
Nobody knowin' my pain but I be killin' cause I'm into the game
Now lookin' back it's like ain't nothin' the same
All these Spanish women watchin' me like a novela
Hit you with a Beretta get you wetter than a umbrella
Ain't nobody better do it like me
I know a lot of mothaf*ckas don't like me
Probably wanna fight me, but I just keep the peace
No need to keep a piece
I keep my enemies on a leash capiche?
And keep it real for the people I reach!
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Just ride with a mothaf*cka
Keep it real, never lie to a mothaf*cker hold me down
Chillin' in a-gadda-da-vida, rockin' Adidas
With a senorita and she sippin' liquor by the liter
That's royalty, like the homie Gambino
He know we be in the casino lightin' Cubans with a C-note
I'ma f*ck the game, dare you to test my libido
Comin' up shorter than Danny DeVito whenever I step on the beat, ho
Like a killer on the creep slow
Had my share of defeat, but we still gon' eat, ho
While the fans bumpin' Welcome To Forever on repeat though
Wonderin' if I'ma ever fall off
Feelin' mad at the world, wanna hit it with the sawed off
Blowin' up like a molotov
This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off
Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
In the studio everyday so you know this shit about to be a busy night
Everything is all, everything is alright
It's finally famous over everything
Rattpack gang
What up though Logic, yeah
Day one shit right there
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Oh my God they plottin' and schemin'
F*ckboys rather me not even breathin'
They tryna take my blessins away
They gotta be demons, I'm blessed everyday
And I'm blessed like I'm sneezin', I'm healthy and well
On top of my ship and I'm not even sinkin'
And I could just sit back and say that I'm happy
But can't spend a day without smokin' and drinkin'
Got champagne problems, and I order more my wardrobe is Aura Gold
I'm a young nigga with a older soul
But still young enough to know I gotta know some more
I made somethin' out of nothin', Sean Don the magician
She doin' tricks with her pussy, I guess she's a vagician
She tryna hold on to a nigga sta-sta-stackin' up
Purell for these fake niggas tryna dap dap me up
Hype nigga back-back-back it up
Claimin' that we homies, boy stop
That's the type of shit I boycott
Yellin' f*ck the 5.0, state troops
Any nigga with a badge, I don't even trust the boy scouts
I got these good girls hoin' out
Tell me what the f*ck you know about
Bein' that nigga that these niggas don't know a bout
Then they throw you in the game then you mothaf*ckin' blow it out
Now everything is alright
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Whippin' through Gotham, hatin' mothaf*ckas, I wanna off 'em
Hella endorphins, got me livin' life to the coffin
I'm coughin', wonderin' if I'm goin' insane
Nobody knowin' my pain but I be killin' cause I'm into the game
Now lookin' back it's like ain't nothin' the same
All these Spanish women watchin' me like a novela
Hit you with a Beretta get you wetter than a umbrella
Ain't nobody better do it like me
I know a lot of mothaf*ckas don't like me
Probably wanna fight me, but I just keep the peace
No need to keep a piece
I keep my enemies on a leash capiche?
And keep it real for the people I reach!
Writer: SEAN MICHAEL ANDERSON, ROBERT BRYSON HALL II, DONTE LAMAR PERKINS, ANTHONY MICHAEL RYAN, ROBIN MICHAEL SAVILLE
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.