Logic ☆ Soul Food – Songira.com

God damn god damn
conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols
can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severin’ hit up
my jeweler watch him freeze us
Breaking bread like I’m Jesus
Money ain’t everything
but somehow eases
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 whoopin’ her ass I kill him
I kill him 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
Okay I’m gone as memories resurface
from hella long in my past
Chillin’ sippin’ Sinatra from a flask
Little bobby just
a youngin’ skating was my hobby
Tryna stay out of trouble
my homie in jail for robbery
Welfare food stamps
and stealing from the store
Come home and see
an eviction notice taped to my door
Can’t take no more momma
on drugs daddy MIA
What can I say I just wanted
to be a kid and play
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 my chain
is the chillest sub zero
Far from a hero bitch
I’m De Niro in Goodfellas
If your bitch around me
best bring an umbrella
Let me tap into
my inner southern killer
another illa
Murder the game
and then resurrect it like Thriller
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
Hip Hop
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
See my vision
as I’ve elevated and risen
Open your eyes despise lies
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’
But by putting pen to this pad
and dispersing these feelings
While the label only care
about making a killin’
Feel my energy
I ain’t talking E N E R G Y
I mean inner G
That’s the shit they never see
But I own supremacy number 1
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
Or will they be addressing me
talking less of me
Just because I was different
just because I was doing what I love
And the fans they say they love you
but they push and they shove
Cause they want what they want
how they want when they want it
I just gave them twenty songs now
they want another hundred
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
Still that same motherfucker
from that YS1
Only difference is I’m stronger
and better from 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
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
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
Our people
that separated but all equal
To know the ending one
must understand the prequel
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
Spit it like Holy water
prophetically repent ’em then we gone