Growing Pains II 歌词
| 歌曲 | Growing Pains II |
| 歌手 | Logic |
| 专辑 | Young Sinatra |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | I’m on the come up |
| [00:00.96] | Anything that ya’ll do I’m one up |
| [00:02.55] | Ya’ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [00:04.25] | I grind till the sun up |
| [00:05.30] | Homie that’s dedication |
| [00:06.47] | This world is what I’m facing |
| [00:07.86] | I only hope in the end |
| [00:09.24] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [00:11.02] | |
| [00:11.20] | I’m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [00:12.82] | But its funny |
| [00:13.63] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [00:15.38] | Momma I’m sorry that left at 17 |
| [00:18.44] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [00:21.23] | |
| [00:21.42] | Everything ain’t what it seem when you try and |
| [00:22.54] | Follow your dreams |
| [00:23.48] | First you saw the bigger picture |
| [00:24.52] | Now you see behind the scenes |
| [00:25.93] | You though everything was sweet |
| [00:27.21] | Now you see that shit is mean |
| [00:28.60] | Got a taste now you a fiend |
| [00:30.17] | Been into it since you been a teen |
| [00:31.66] | |
| [00:31.81] | Yeah he nice so all his friends |
| [00:32.78] | Say he gon’ blow like Hiroshim |
| [00:34.27] | Eyes on the prize like the baddest bitch |
| [00:36.31] | You ever seen |
| [00:37.35] | At home late night, chillin, envisioning |
| [00:39.70] | Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine |
| [00:42.57] | |
| [00:42.76] | But everything ain’t what it seems |
| [00:43.88] | Though it seem like he gon’ blow |
| [00:45.29] | Will he make it? |
| [00:46.13] | Maybe so |
| [00:46.83] | Too be honest I don’t know |
| [00:48.14] | |
| [00:48.32] | He got lyrics, he got flow |
| [00:49.52] | But it takes so much mo’ |
| [00:50.65] | So much love |
| [00:51.67] | So much pain |
| [00:52.37] | With such little time to grow |
| [00:53.68] | |
| [00:53.83] | Yeah we love it when he smile |
| [00:54.83] | But hate it when he frown |
| [00:56.26] | Remember when that girl |
| [00:57.70] | Turned his world upside down |
| [00:58.95] | But it made his music better |
| [01:00.65] | Brought emotion made it clever |
| [01:01.96] | Now we growing everyday |
| [01:03.00] | But he hungry try to eat |
| [01:04.60] | |
| [01:04.75] | Brain like en EKG the way |
| [01:06.24] | That he study the best |
| [01:07.16] | Now we know that he gon’ make it |
| [01:08.75] | And he won’t accept defeat |
| [01:10.06] | Now I ain’t trying to be mean |
| [01:12.12] | Now I ain’t trying to be mean |
| [01:15.36] | But everything ain’t what it seem |
| [01:17.11] | |
| [01:17.29] | I’m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [01:18.91] | But its funny |
| [01:19.77] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [01:21.60] | Momma I’m sorry that left at 17 |
| [01:24.63] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [01:27.45] | |
| [01:27.64] | So many times have I designed a rhyme |
| [01:29.62] | To blow your mind |
| [01:30.51] | Cuz I know that I wasn’t destined |
| [01:32.18] | To live a life of crime |
| [01:33.36] | I remember Christmas’s with no presents |
| [01:35.58] | I use to fear my future |
| [01:36.99] | Now I dread my adolescence |
| [01:38.45] | |
| [01:38.63] | Living a life as logic |
| [01:39.65] | But it ain’t what it’s cut out to be |
| [01:41.01] | Cuz if I couldn’t rap |
| [01:42.06] | Ya’ll wouldn’t give a fuck about me |
| [01:43.78] | Hip hop is politics |
| [01:44.80] | Filled with nothing but strife and stress |
| [01:46.97] | Time is money and it’s hard to invest |
| [01:49.42] | |
| [01:49.63] | Step on the stage I get the honeys so wet |
| [01:51.88] | Rocking thousand dollar tuxes sippin |
| [01:53.39] | On nothing but Moet |
| [01:54.83] | Thinking I’m so set |
| [01:55.98] | But really I ain’t done shit yet |
| [01:57.36] | This game is war and in my mind |
| [01:59.04] | I’m like a Vietnam vet |
| [02:00.21] | |
| [02:00.42] | Now I’m on the come up |
| [02:01.96] | Anything that ya’ll do I’m one up |
| [02:03.40] | Ya’ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [02:05.44] | I grind till the sun up |
| [02:06.40] | Homie that’s dedication |
| [02:07.58] | This world is what I’m facing |
| [02:09.04] | I only hope in the end |
| [02:10.50] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [02:12.04] | |
| [02:12.23] | I’m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [02:14.08] | But its funny |
| [02:14.47] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [02:16.67] | Momma I’m sorry that left at 17 |
| [02:19.70] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [02:22.75] | |
| [02:22.94] | For the motherfuckers that hated I made it |
| [02:25.03] | Slowly elevated, |
| [02:25.89] | Escalated onto another level ha |
| [02:28.42] | My flow is crack the game is Whitney yeah |
| [02:31.11] | Fame is Bobby on their first date |
| [02:32.39] | It ain’t hit me yet |
| [02:33.46] | |
| [02:33.67] | Visualizing driving down the horizon |
| [02:35.42] | While you despising the fact |
| [02:37.23] | That I’m rising |
| [02:38.35] | So much hate within this world this shit |
| [02:40.13] | Is so traumatizing |
| [02:41.07] | Steppin to me yeah |
| [02:41.77] | You better be alphabetically ready |
| [02:43.50] | Aim steady |
| [02:44.75] | Lyricism sharp as machete |
| [02:45.79] | I got it already |
| [02:47.23] | |
| [02:47.39] | See I was born to sell records |
| [02:48.54] | You was destined to sell tunes |
| [02:49.92] | All up your headphones |
| [02:51.38] | Killing booths like cellphones |
| [02:53.08] | I got it |
| [02:53.74] | |
| [02:54.55] | Cuz everything ain’t what is seems |
| [02:56.37] | It ain’t just him it takes a team |
| [02:57.52] | At the ten headed to the zone in his mug mean |
| [03:00.42] | Yeah the quarterback shines |
| [03:01.89] | But not without a sense of safety |
| [03:03.17] | So truly he is me |
| [03:04.18] | And motherfucker you can’t face me |
| [03:06.20] | |
| [03:06.38] | Now I’ve had a lot of doubt |
| [03:07.16] | I thought I had throw that out |
| [03:08.68] | Cuz I find that they listen |
| [03:09.91] | When I rhyme not when I shout |
| [03:11.50] | |
| [03:11.68] | And right now shit is rocky |
| [03:12.88] | With me and my girl |
| [03:14.27] | See music is my moon |
| [03:15.47] | But this shawty is my world |
| [03:17.04] | Think about you all the time |
| [03:18.19] | Turn that shit into a rhyme |
| [03:19.81] | Cuz sometimes you can ignore me |
| [03:21.16] | But the beat listens just fine |
| [03:22.57] | |
| [03:22.76] | Tell me do you even know |
| [03:23.70] | If you truly want to grow |
| [03:25.08] | Hate letters when I’m writing Love Jones |
| [03:27.64] | All I know |
| [03:27.85] | Cuz eveything ain’t what it seems |
| [03:29.37] | |
| [03:29.55] | |
| [03:30.07] | I’m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [03:31.40] | But its funny |
| [03:31.82] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [03:33.99] | Momma I’m sorry that left at 17 |
| [03:36.65] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [03:38.93] | |
| [03:39.11] | Living a life you only dream about |
| [03:40.63] | Flow angelic but now |
| [03:41.83] | It’s time to bring the demon out |
| [03:43.03] | Can you feel me ? |
| [03:44.31] | I said it’s hard being a saint inside a sinner’s body |
| [03:47.39] | You know its hard living as Logic |
| [03:49.25] | After living as Bobby |
| [03:50.08] | |
| [03:50.24] | This is the life I depicted |
| [03:51.36] | As a child picked it |
| [03:52.51] | Feeling conflicted |
| [03:53.50] | To music I am addicted |
| [03:54.68] | Not one of ya’ll can predict it |
| [03:55.83] | |
| [03:56.12] | So many bars I’m feeling convicted |
| [03:57.89] | Now writing like a felony |
| [03:59.28] | I’m selling homie who you telling |
| [04:00.37] | While ya’ll do everything by the book fuck |
| [04:02.46] | That I’m rebelling |
| [04:03.56] | |
| [04:03.85] | Bitch I’m on another level |
| [04:05.02] | A level you ain’t seen |
| [04:05.99] | A level that is truly only deemed for a king |
| [04:08.63] | The second you listen |
| [04:10.01] | It’s my mission to murder any rendition |
| [04:11.21] | |
| [04:11.37] | Busting with precision |
| [04:12.76] | If you in my vision I’m never missing |
| [04:13.83] | Logic administer sinister verses |
| [04:16.33] | Like a minister for the listener |
| [04:18.01] | Can you motherfuckers feel me ? |
| [04:20.93] |
| [00:00.00] | I' m on the come up |
| [00:00.96] | Anything that ya' ll do I' m one up |
| [00:02.55] | Ya' ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [00:04.25] | I grind till the sun up |
| [00:05.30] | Homie that' s dedication |
| [00:06.47] | This world is what I' m facing |
| [00:07.86] | I only hope in the end |
| [00:09.24] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [00:11.02] | |
| [00:11.20] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [00:12.82] | But its funny |
| [00:13.63] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [00:15.38] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [00:18.44] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [00:21.23] | |
| [00:21.42] | Everything ain' t what it seem when you try and |
| [00:22.54] | Follow your dreams |
| [00:23.48] | First you saw the bigger picture |
| [00:24.52] | Now you see behind the scenes |
| [00:25.93] | You though everything was sweet |
| [00:27.21] | Now you see that shit is mean |
| [00:28.60] | Got a taste now you a fiend |
| [00:30.17] | Been into it since you been a teen |
| [00:31.66] | |
| [00:31.81] | Yeah he nice so all his friends |
| [00:32.78] | Say he gon' blow like Hiroshim |
| [00:34.27] | Eyes on the prize like the baddest bitch |
| [00:36.31] | You ever seen |
| [00:37.35] | At home late night, chillin, envisioning |
| [00:39.70] | Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine |
| [00:42.57] | |
| [00:42.76] | But everything ain' t what it seems |
| [00:43.88] | Though it seem like he gon' blow |
| [00:45.29] | Will he make it? |
| [00:46.13] | Maybe so |
| [00:46.83] | Too be honest I don' t know |
| [00:48.14] | |
| [00:48.32] | He got lyrics, he got flow |
| [00:49.52] | But it takes so much mo' |
| [00:50.65] | So much love |
| [00:51.67] | So much pain |
| [00:52.37] | With such little time to grow |
| [00:53.68] | |
| [00:53.83] | Yeah we love it when he smile |
| [00:54.83] | But hate it when he frown |
| [00:56.26] | Remember when that girl |
| [00:57.70] | Turned his world upside down |
| [00:58.95] | But it made his music better |
| [01:00.65] | Brought emotion made it clever |
| [01:01.96] | Now we growing everyday |
| [01:03.00] | But he hungry try to eat |
| [01:04.60] | |
| [01:04.75] | Brain like en EKG the way |
| [01:06.24] | That he study the best |
| [01:07.16] | Now we know that he gon' make it |
| [01:08.75] | And he won' t accept defeat |
| [01:10.06] | Now I ain' t trying to be mean |
| [01:12.12] | Now I ain' t trying to be mean |
| [01:15.36] | But everything ain' t what it seem |
| [01:17.11] | |
| [01:17.29] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [01:18.91] | But its funny |
| [01:19.77] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [01:21.60] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [01:24.63] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [01:27.45] | |
| [01:27.64] | So many times have I designed a rhyme |
| [01:29.62] | To blow your mind |
| [01:30.51] | Cuz I know that I wasn' t destined |
| [01:32.18] | To live a life of crime |
| [01:33.36] | I remember Christmas' s with no presents |
| [01:35.58] | I use to fear my future |
| [01:36.99] | Now I dread my adolescence |
| [01:38.45] | |
| [01:38.63] | Living a life as logic |
| [01:39.65] | But it ain' t what it' s cut out to be |
| [01:41.01] | Cuz if I couldn' t rap |
| [01:42.06] | Ya' ll wouldn' t give a fuck about me |
| [01:43.78] | Hip hop is politics |
| [01:44.80] | Filled with nothing but strife and stress |
| [01:46.97] | Time is money and it' s hard to invest |
| [01:49.42] | |
| [01:49.63] | Step on the stage I get the honeys so wet |
| [01:51.88] | Rocking thousand dollar tuxes sippin |
| [01:53.39] | On nothing but Moet |
| [01:54.83] | Thinking I' m so set |
| [01:55.98] | But really I ain' t done shit yet |
| [01:57.36] | This game is war and in my mind |
| [01:59.04] | I' m like a Vietnam vet |
| [02:00.21] | |
| [02:00.42] | Now I' m on the come up |
| [02:01.96] | Anything that ya' ll do I' m one up |
| [02:03.40] | Ya' ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [02:05.44] | I grind till the sun up |
| [02:06.40] | Homie that' s dedication |
| [02:07.58] | This world is what I' m facing |
| [02:09.04] | I only hope in the end |
| [02:10.50] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [02:12.04] | |
| [02:12.23] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [02:14.08] | But its funny |
| [02:14.47] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [02:16.67] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [02:19.70] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [02:22.75] | |
| [02:22.94] | For the motherfuckers that hated I made it |
| [02:25.03] | Slowly elevated, |
| [02:25.89] | Escalated onto another level ha |
| [02:28.42] | My flow is crack the game is Whitney yeah |
| [02:31.11] | Fame is Bobby on their first date |
| [02:32.39] | It ain' t hit me yet |
| [02:33.46] | |
| [02:33.67] | Visualizing driving down the horizon |
| [02:35.42] | While you despising the fact |
| [02:37.23] | That I' m rising |
| [02:38.35] | So much hate within this world this shit |
| [02:40.13] | Is so traumatizing |
| [02:41.07] | Steppin to me yeah |
| [02:41.77] | You better be alphabetically ready |
| [02:43.50] | Aim steady |
| [02:44.75] | Lyricism sharp as machete |
| [02:45.79] | I got it already |
| [02:47.23] | |
| [02:47.39] | See I was born to sell records |
| [02:48.54] | You was destined to sell tunes |
| [02:49.92] | All up your headphones |
| [02:51.38] | Killing booths like cellphones |
| [02:53.08] | I got it |
| [02:53.74] | |
| [02:54.55] | Cuz everything ain' t what is seems |
| [02:56.37] | It ain' t just him it takes a team |
| [02:57.52] | At the ten headed to the zone in his mug mean |
| [03:00.42] | Yeah the quarterback shines |
| [03:01.89] | But not without a sense of safety |
| [03:03.17] | So truly he is me |
| [03:04.18] | And motherfucker you can' t face me |
| [03:06.20] | |
| [03:06.38] | Now I' ve had a lot of doubt |
| [03:07.16] | I thought I had throw that out |
| [03:08.68] | Cuz I find that they listen |
| [03:09.91] | When I rhyme not when I shout |
| [03:11.50] | |
| [03:11.68] | And right now shit is rocky |
| [03:12.88] | With me and my girl |
| [03:14.27] | See music is my moon |
| [03:15.47] | But this shawty is my world |
| [03:17.04] | Think about you all the time |
| [03:18.19] | Turn that shit into a rhyme |
| [03:19.81] | Cuz sometimes you can ignore me |
| [03:21.16] | But the beat listens just fine |
| [03:22.57] | |
| [03:22.76] | Tell me do you even know |
| [03:23.70] | If you truly want to grow |
| [03:25.08] | Hate letters when I' m writing Love Jones |
| [03:27.64] | All I know |
| [03:27.85] | Cuz eveything ain' t what it seems |
| [03:29.37] | |
| [03:29.55] | |
| [03:30.07] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [03:31.40] | But its funny |
| [03:31.82] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [03:33.99] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [03:36.65] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [03:38.93] | |
| [03:39.11] | Living a life you only dream about |
| [03:40.63] | Flow angelic but now |
| [03:41.83] | It' s time to bring the demon out |
| [03:43.03] | Can you feel me ? |
| [03:44.31] | I said it' s hard being a saint inside a sinner' s body |
| [03:47.39] | You know its hard living as Logic |
| [03:49.25] | After living as Bobby |
| [03:50.08] | |
| [03:50.24] | This is the life I depicted |
| [03:51.36] | As a child picked it |
| [03:52.51] | Feeling conflicted |
| [03:53.50] | To music I am addicted |
| [03:54.68] | Not one of ya' ll can predict it |
| [03:55.83] | |
| [03:56.12] | So many bars I' m feeling convicted |
| [03:57.89] | Now writing like a felony |
| [03:59.28] | I' m selling homie who you telling |
| [04:00.37] | While ya' ll do everything by the book fuck |
| [04:02.46] | That I' m rebelling |
| [04:03.56] | |
| [04:03.85] | Bitch I' m on another level |
| [04:05.02] | A level you ain' t seen |
| [04:05.99] | A level that is truly only deemed for a king |
| [04:08.63] | The second you listen |
| [04:10.01] | It' s my mission to murder any rendition |
| [04:11.21] | |
| [04:11.37] | Busting with precision |
| [04:12.76] | If you in my vision I' m never missing |
| [04:13.83] | Logic administer sinister verses |
| [04:16.33] | Like a minister for the listener |
| [04:18.01] | Can you motherfuckers feel me ? |
| [04:20.93] |
| [00:00.00] | I' m on the come up |
| [00:00.96] | Anything that ya' ll do I' m one up |
| [00:02.55] | Ya' ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [00:04.25] | I grind till the sun up |
| [00:05.30] | Homie that' s dedication |
| [00:06.47] | This world is what I' m facing |
| [00:07.86] | I only hope in the end |
| [00:09.24] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [00:11.02] | |
| [00:11.20] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [00:12.82] | But its funny |
| [00:13.63] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [00:15.38] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [00:18.44] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [00:21.23] | |
| [00:21.42] | Everything ain' t what it seem when you try and |
| [00:22.54] | Follow your dreams |
| [00:23.48] | First you saw the bigger picture |
| [00:24.52] | Now you see behind the scenes |
| [00:25.93] | You though everything was sweet |
| [00:27.21] | Now you see that shit is mean |
| [00:28.60] | Got a taste now you a fiend |
| [00:30.17] | Been into it since you been a teen |
| [00:31.66] | |
| [00:31.81] | Yeah he nice so all his friends |
| [00:32.78] | Say he gon' blow like Hiroshim |
| [00:34.27] | Eyes on the prize like the baddest bitch |
| [00:36.31] | You ever seen |
| [00:37.35] | At home late night, chillin, envisioning |
| [00:39.70] | Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine |
| [00:42.57] | |
| [00:42.76] | But everything ain' t what it seems |
| [00:43.88] | Though it seem like he gon' blow |
| [00:45.29] | Will he make it? |
| [00:46.13] | Maybe so |
| [00:46.83] | Too be honest I don' t know |
| [00:48.14] | |
| [00:48.32] | He got lyrics, he got flow |
| [00:49.52] | But it takes so much mo' |
| [00:50.65] | So much love |
| [00:51.67] | So much pain |
| [00:52.37] | With such little time to grow |
| [00:53.68] | |
| [00:53.83] | Yeah we love it when he smile |
| [00:54.83] | But hate it when he frown |
| [00:56.26] | Remember when that girl |
| [00:57.70] | Turned his world upside down |
| [00:58.95] | But it made his music better |
| [01:00.65] | Brought emotion made it clever |
| [01:01.96] | Now we growing everyday |
| [01:03.00] | But he hungry try to eat |
| [01:04.60] | |
| [01:04.75] | Brain like en EKG the way |
| [01:06.24] | That he study the best |
| [01:07.16] | Now we know that he gon' make it |
| [01:08.75] | And he won' t accept defeat |
| [01:10.06] | Now I ain' t trying to be mean |
| [01:12.12] | Now I ain' t trying to be mean |
| [01:15.36] | But everything ain' t what it seem |
| [01:17.11] | |
| [01:17.29] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [01:18.91] | But its funny |
| [01:19.77] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [01:21.60] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [01:24.63] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [01:27.45] | |
| [01:27.64] | So many times have I designed a rhyme |
| [01:29.62] | To blow your mind |
| [01:30.51] | Cuz I know that I wasn' t destined |
| [01:32.18] | To live a life of crime |
| [01:33.36] | I remember Christmas' s with no presents |
| [01:35.58] | I use to fear my future |
| [01:36.99] | Now I dread my adolescence |
| [01:38.45] | |
| [01:38.63] | Living a life as logic |
| [01:39.65] | But it ain' t what it' s cut out to be |
| [01:41.01] | Cuz if I couldn' t rap |
| [01:42.06] | Ya' ll wouldn' t give a fuck about me |
| [01:43.78] | Hip hop is politics |
| [01:44.80] | Filled with nothing but strife and stress |
| [01:46.97] | Time is money and it' s hard to invest |
| [01:49.42] | |
| [01:49.63] | Step on the stage I get the honeys so wet |
| [01:51.88] | Rocking thousand dollar tuxes sippin |
| [01:53.39] | On nothing but Moet |
| [01:54.83] | Thinking I' m so set |
| [01:55.98] | But really I ain' t done shit yet |
| [01:57.36] | This game is war and in my mind |
| [01:59.04] | I' m like a Vietnam vet |
| [02:00.21] | |
| [02:00.42] | Now I' m on the come up |
| [02:01.96] | Anything that ya' ll do I' m one up |
| [02:03.40] | Ya' ll grind till like 3 in the morning |
| [02:05.44] | I grind till the sun up |
| [02:06.40] | Homie that' s dedication |
| [02:07.58] | This world is what I' m facing |
| [02:09.04] | I only hope in the end |
| [02:10.50] | That they all love and embrace me |
| [02:12.04] | |
| [02:12.23] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [02:14.08] | But its funny |
| [02:14.47] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [02:16.67] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [02:19.70] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [02:22.75] | |
| [02:22.94] | For the motherfuckers that hated I made it |
| [02:25.03] | Slowly elevated, |
| [02:25.89] | Escalated onto another level ha |
| [02:28.42] | My flow is crack the game is Whitney yeah |
| [02:31.11] | Fame is Bobby on their first date |
| [02:32.39] | It ain' t hit me yet |
| [02:33.46] | |
| [02:33.67] | Visualizing driving down the horizon |
| [02:35.42] | While you despising the fact |
| [02:37.23] | That I' m rising |
| [02:38.35] | So much hate within this world this shit |
| [02:40.13] | Is so traumatizing |
| [02:41.07] | Steppin to me yeah |
| [02:41.77] | You better be alphabetically ready |
| [02:43.50] | Aim steady |
| [02:44.75] | Lyricism sharp as machete |
| [02:45.79] | I got it already |
| [02:47.23] | |
| [02:47.39] | See I was born to sell records |
| [02:48.54] | You was destined to sell tunes |
| [02:49.92] | All up your headphones |
| [02:51.38] | Killing booths like cellphones |
| [02:53.08] | I got it |
| [02:53.74] | |
| [02:54.55] | Cuz everything ain' t what is seems |
| [02:56.37] | It ain' t just him it takes a team |
| [02:57.52] | At the ten headed to the zone in his mug mean |
| [03:00.42] | Yeah the quarterback shines |
| [03:01.89] | But not without a sense of safety |
| [03:03.17] | So truly he is me |
| [03:04.18] | And motherfucker you can' t face me |
| [03:06.20] | |
| [03:06.38] | Now I' ve had a lot of doubt |
| [03:07.16] | I thought I had throw that out |
| [03:08.68] | Cuz I find that they listen |
| [03:09.91] | When I rhyme not when I shout |
| [03:11.50] | |
| [03:11.68] | And right now shit is rocky |
| [03:12.88] | With me and my girl |
| [03:14.27] | See music is my moon |
| [03:15.47] | But this shawty is my world |
| [03:17.04] | Think about you all the time |
| [03:18.19] | Turn that shit into a rhyme |
| [03:19.81] | Cuz sometimes you can ignore me |
| [03:21.16] | But the beat listens just fine |
| [03:22.57] | |
| [03:22.76] | Tell me do you even know |
| [03:23.70] | If you truly want to grow |
| [03:25.08] | Hate letters when I' m writing Love Jones |
| [03:27.64] | All I know |
| [03:27.85] | Cuz eveything ain' t what it seems |
| [03:29.37] | |
| [03:29.55] | |
| [03:30.07] | I' m trying to write my wrongs, |
| [03:31.40] | But its funny |
| [03:31.82] | These same wrongs helped me write this song |
| [03:33.99] | Momma I' m sorry that left at 17 |
| [03:36.65] | I apologize a trillion times |
| [03:38.93] | |
| [03:39.11] | Living a life you only dream about |
| [03:40.63] | Flow angelic but now |
| [03:41.83] | It' s time to bring the demon out |
| [03:43.03] | Can you feel me ? |
| [03:44.31] | I said it' s hard being a saint inside a sinner' s body |
| [03:47.39] | You know its hard living as Logic |
| [03:49.25] | After living as Bobby |
| [03:50.08] | |
| [03:50.24] | This is the life I depicted |
| [03:51.36] | As a child picked it |
| [03:52.51] | Feeling conflicted |
| [03:53.50] | To music I am addicted |
| [03:54.68] | Not one of ya' ll can predict it |
| [03:55.83] | |
| [03:56.12] | So many bars I' m feeling convicted |
| [03:57.89] | Now writing like a felony |
| [03:59.28] | I' m selling homie who you telling |
| [04:00.37] | While ya' ll do everything by the book fuck |
| [04:02.46] | That I' m rebelling |
| [04:03.56] | |
| [04:03.85] | Bitch I' m on another level |
| [04:05.02] | A level you ain' t seen |
| [04:05.99] | A level that is truly only deemed for a king |
| [04:08.63] | The second you listen |
| [04:10.01] | It' s my mission to murder any rendition |
| [04:11.21] | |
| [04:11.37] | Busting with precision |
| [04:12.76] | If you in my vision I' m never missing |
| [04:13.83] | Logic administer sinister verses |
| [04:16.33] | Like a minister for the listener |
| [04:18.01] | Can you motherfuckers feel me ? |
| [04:20.93] |
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