Logic ☆ Lord Willin’

Sometimes I feel like Ive drifted
I feel different I feel gifted
Ive been high so long
Don’t need to smoke to get lifted
Ive 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 Ive 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 aint nobody finna ever be ahead
Of me
All that competition right there, are dead to me
Yeah, uh, yeah, Ive been turning the pages
Feeling the vibe, shit is outrageous
Boy, Ive been feeling courageous
This shit right here, Ive 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 motherfucker that be giving what he living
On the road to success you know that I’m driven
But they didnt 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
Dont 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

(Verse 3)
Okay, fuck affiliation
I’m that dude that did it on his own
He starts inside my mind
He 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
God damn, what’s the plan?
Not complacent where I am
Reminiscing when I hit
The road back in that mini van
Broke as fuck, not a dollar
Whipping that Chevy Impala
Praying that we make it out this city
Lord willin, inshaallah
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 fuck what people thought
Hoping that they would notice
Stop giving a fuck 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 didnt see that
What?!
I didnt, 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 were on the train
Have you seen, fuck! 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)