I Made It by Logic
[Hook: x2]
Oh, I can't wait to say
I can't wait to say
Bitch I made it
Yeahh
[Verse 1:]
Just a youngin' with a dream
Both his parents were some fiends
Living life behind the scenes
He was destined for that cream
Smoking weed, sipping liquor, skipping school
Falling quicker as he elevates with fame
All the haters they gonna bicker
Yeah, but little did he know
He was set to detonate and surely blow
That's just how the story go
Motivated just to flow
White boy with the soul of a strong negro
Let them know daddy black mamma white that's how he
roll
Will he drink from the coloreds?
Will he sip from the whites?
1950s, why they fighting, fuck them both that shit
ain't right
Now, raised with killers
Wolves and drug dealers
Living on food stamps and sleeping on dirty pillows
Thinking
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
I'm living every rappers dream
Motivated by my team
Now let's take it back a bit
2006, that was the scene
Spilling ink upon my paper
High as a sky scraper
Now I'm spitting so hot that I'm salivating vapor
Forced to be reckoned
Spitting at a million mother fucking words per second
With punches like Tekken
The moment the mic beckons
This is everything, all I got
And I'm a be rhyming until they drop the casket
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