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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
Patty Crash
Patty Crash
Vocals
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Saxophone
Jessica Andrea
Jessica Andrea
Vocals
The Frontrunnaz
The Frontrunnaz
Vocals
Steve Wyreman
Steve Wyreman
Guitar
Tom Lea
Tom Lea
Viola
Claire Courchene
Claire Courchene
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Composer
Robin Tadross
Robin Tadross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Logic
Logic
Producer
Rob Knox
Rob Knox
Producer
Casey Cuayo
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bobby Campbell
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[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 lookin' for Nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, Southside where I go
From Reggie's to the House of Blues, progress is the motto
Man, the first show that I ever done sold out was in Chicago
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Livin' like I've been ready to die, maybe not
I don't know why my mind is changin'
Rearrangin' this dangerous melody, huh
Yeah
And I know that ain't nobody finna ever be ahead of me
All that competition right there is dead to me
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 3]
I've been turnin' the pages
Feelin' the vibe, shit is outrageous
Boy, I've been feelin' courageous
This shit right here, I've been at it for ages
Feel like I'm runnin' through mazes
[Verse 4]
Everybody has they phases
Yeah
Vibe with this
Bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this
And I'm feelin' it, uh
Hope when I'm 40 I'm still in it
One of the few that be killin' it, uh, yeah
Young motherfucker that be givin' what he livin'
On the road to success, so you know that I'm driven
[Verse 5]
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
'Member back when I couldn't even pay the bills
And I'll never forget how that feels
Back when I would buy it, break it, roll it, light it
Smoke it, inhale it, I'm gone
[Verse 6]
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it
Smoke it, inhale it, I'm gone
[Verse 7]
Okay, doin' what I gotta do, flyin' at this altitude
I look out the window like, goddamn, that's what I really do
Don't know why I fear the planes, sometimes I wish 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, it got me sippin' on this liquor
Crazy racist white bitch lookin' at us like, "Who are these ****?"
[Verse 8]
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 ridin' on the train, all this shit inside my brain
Just left a hotel in Belgium, damn, them waffles was insane
Smokin' blunts in Amsterdam, oh, my God, this is my jam
May-December by Mos Def  in my headphones, that's the man
[Verse 9]
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
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
Then they wonder why I never get high
[Verse 10]
Okay, fuck affiliation, I'm that dude that did it on his own
These thoughts inside my mind be fuckin' with me when I'm all alone
I really like this girl, she bad as fuck, why must I run away?
It feel like self-assassination, I can't put this gun away
Goddamn, what's the plan? Not complacent where I am
Reminiscin' when I hit the road back in that minivan
Broke as fuck, not a dollar, whippin' that Chevy Impala
Prayin' that we'd make it out this city, Lord willin', insha'Allah
Up to date a 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 fuck what people thought, hopin' that they would notice
Stop givin' a fuck 'cause music gotta be the only motive
Mind racin' on and off the track, I'm goin' locomotive
[Verse 11]
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 know, but)
Oh, my God, have you seen Pulp Fiction?
(Yeah, but, I don't really remember it)
What you talkin' about?
Have you seen, um
This is funny 'cause we're on a train
Have you seen
Fuck, what's his name?
The guy from the movie, the place
(On the train?)
(With the scenery?)
Um, I'm tryna remember right now, damnit
Source Code
(No)
You haven't seen that?
(Uh-uh)
With the dude from Donnie Darko?
(Who's that?)
Oh, my God
(Well, I still wanna know what your favorite Tarantino film is)
[Verse 12]
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
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
Then they wonder why I never get high
Written by: Robert Hall, Robin Tadross, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
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