Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Vocals
Steve Wyreman
Guitar
Kevin Randolph
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Composer
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Songwriter
Alkebulan Williams
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Khalil
Producer
Kebu
Producer
6ix
Additional Producer
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severing, hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us
Breakin' bread like I'm Jesus
Money ain't everything, but somehow eases
[Verse 2]
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 whooping that ass, I kill him, I kill him
[Verse 3]
I motherfucking 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
[Verse 4]
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask
Lil' Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby
Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery
[Verse 5]
Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store
Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door
Can't take no more, mama on drugs, daddy M.I.A.
What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
My chain is the chillest, sub zero, far from a hero, bitch
I'm De Niro in Goodfellas, if you bitch around me
Best bring an umbrella, let me tap into my inner southern killer
Another iller, murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller
[Verse 8]
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, yeah
[Verse 9]
Hip Hop
[Verse 10]
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, uh
[Verse 11]
See my vision as I've elevated and risen
Open your eyes, despise lies, some 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'
[Verse 12]
But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killing
Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G
That's the shit they never see
[Verse 13]
But I own supremacy, number one 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?
[Verse 14]
Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me
Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love
And the fans say they love you, but they push and they shove
'Cause they want what they want, how they want when they want it
[Verse 15]
I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hunnid
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
[Verse 16]
Still that same motherfucker from that Y-S-1
Only difference I'm stronger and better form 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?
[Verse 17]
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
[Verse 18]
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
[Verse 19]
Of people that separated, but all equal
To know the ending, one must understand the prequel
[Verse 20]
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 21]
Spit it like holy water, prophetically
Repent 'em then we gone
Written by: Alkebulan Williams, Arjun Ivatury, Khalil Abdul‐Rahman, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II, Steve Wyreman