Logic - Walk On By (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Logic - Walk On By (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Is it still, is it going? (Yeah yeah)
(Alright) So we gon’ do this
one like for the RattPack
and shit, is it recording?
Alright for the real hip-hop mothafuckas,
you know what I’m sayin'?
(Yeah yeah) Shout out to
Bobby, my engineer
It’s a nice night in L.A
We're recordin' this mixtape and shit,
workin' on the album at the same
time, you know what I’m sayin'?
Visionary boy
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon’
do it for 96’ (yeah)
We gon’ do it for hip-hop (yeah second
renaissance type shit check it)
Who would have thought that painting
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 dialing 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 shit 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 mama 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
‘Til we get older and hustle,
now they try’na gun us down
We just trying to make a living
off of what we’ve been given
Wassup
They call me Logic, yeah
that’s L-O-G-I-C
I ain’t wrapped up in them bitches,
I just write ’bout shit I see
‘Cause these lyrics set me free,
fuck 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 shit 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
tryna sue me for my name
Shit 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 unkillable 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 ’til I’m dying,
doing everything I love
That’s the life of a don, skipping
school, sipping liquor
Tryna get this money quicker,
bad bitches, good weed
That’s the type of shit 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 shit 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, ’til
she puts them on her tits
Freak bitch want the dick,
biting on her finger tip
I only fuck with nice girls, I
never do this type of shit
I’m thinking ’bout hitting it raw,
shit I must be wildin' out
But that pussy 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 up?
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