Walk On By-Logic
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TXT Walk On By-Logic 文本歌词
Walk On By - Logic
Is it still is it going
Yeah yeah
Alright so we gon' do this one like for the
RattPack and s**t is it recording
Alright for the real hip-hop muhf**kas you know what I'm saying
Shout out to Bobby my engineer
It's a nice night in LA
We're recording this mixtape and s**t workin' on the album at
The same time you know what I'm saying
Visionary boy
Yeah yeah uh yeah we gon' do it for 96 v
We gon' do it for hip-hop
Second renaissance type s**t check it
Pictures 'bout being broke
Would get me riches like dealing coke
Like big brother used to do so we could stay afloat
I heard them guns outside my window them gangsters would tote
Thought about the life
I wanted picked up the pen and then wrote
While they was firing you could hear sirens
From people dialling and women crying in the phone
I was in the zone trying to make a living
Heading to work in the morning
Everyday felt like I was mourning as my dream was deceased
Until I quit my job then my work ethic increased
Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen
Stacking this cream living the American dream now
I'm going crazy I ain't slept in days
Dreaming of Michael Jordan money like I slept in J's
Always shouting out my team 'cause I get all the plays
But they the ones that motivate me on depressing days
See I'm from Maryland where cats draw gats like animation
From the smallest altercation that can lead to termination
With a rapper on every corner like the rest of the nation
Passing bars back and forth like legal examinations
As a youngin I was running wild
Me and my homies skipping school puffing on that loud
Doing s**t just to do it 'cause we wasn't allowed
I thought I understood the world but
I was still a child yeah
Now when my momma was at home drinking thinking 'bout the bills
I was dreaming 'bout the mills running round looking for thrills
I guess this is how it feels
When your memory spills onto the page
And paints a picture of another age
Back in West Deer Park chilling with shorties after dark
'Cause when the sun is down the police always want us down
Till we get older and hustle now they tryna gun us down
We just trying to make a livin'
Off of what we've been given
Walk on by
Walk on by
They call me Logic yeah that's L-O-G-I-C
I ain't wrapped up in them b***hes
I just write 'bout s**t I see
'Cause these lyrics set me free f**k the world let me be
And when I feel like I can't write
That's when I hit the MPC
My talent limitless but time limited so listen up
If you can't see the s**t
I see you better get your vision up
I'm the king watch me reign born to rule my domain
Album ain't even in stores they trynna sue me for my name
S**t insane so berserk never complained I just work
Chasing after my dreams like them high school skirts
Back as a youngin spitting game tryna get the nut in
Living life to the fullest
'Cause them little things ain't nothing
My flow un-killable when I be murdering syllables
But I take my time slow it down check
The rhyme perfectionist to the dime
From the womb to the tomb I be rapping till
I'm dying doing everything I love
That's the life of a don skipping school sipping liquor
Tryna get this money quicker bad b***hes good w**d
That's the type of s**t I need
Lyrics bleed from my mind state
Elevate my mind and watch it rise like the crime rate
'Cause sometimes I be high and sometimes I be low
And sometimes I do s**t I thought I'd never do before
My life is like a movie role
That's starring me got these women on me
I hit the club with all my homies
And the drinks is on me
At the crib with the shorty that I met at the spot
Pretty eyes nice lips Grey Goose what she sips
Both my hands on her hips till
She puts them on her tits
Freak b***h want the dick biting on her finger tip
I only f**k with nice girls
I never do this type of s**t
I'm thinking 'bout hitting it raw s**t I must be wilding out
But that p***y wet as hell
I think it's time to end the drought
Then again she could be burning and that's not what I'm about
So I dipped out to live another day
And die another night
'Cause when I'm gone that ain't gon'
Be the song that they recite
What a
What a
What a
What a
What up
What up
Please up
Please up my f**k
Rab past my
What up
