Growing Pains III

Bruh, yo (nah sayin'? It was somethin' that-) Guess who I met last night, man You know your land-, land chick? The fuck (woo) Oh, yeah, man (ayy dog, I don't know, man) Now that chick bad last night (god-damn-, fat ass), bruh She just run up on me like, "Yo" (what?) Nah mean? We talkin' and shit- (crazy) We gotta-we gotta stay- (blap-blap) Oh, we heard man It was cool, opp (for sure), you know, got crazy, so I had to let 'em out (Yeah, faggot-) Crazy thing that I heard, the homie say he ran around the corner from here (Is that right?) Right around the corner, nah mean? (Boy, wait-wait-wait) (Right around the corner?) Nah mean? Sort that new life, he should look out Okay (I'm like-) (I mean if-) (shit) If somethin' go down, man, we ready, man, ain't- (Nobody-nobody) and we ready, the whole hood ready (this car creepy) (Looks brazy-) damn, oh shit- (oh, shit) Go, go, go- (in the roof) go- Uh, yeah, outside I can hear 'em bussin', bussin' And the police they rushin' Go to my head like concussion I'd rather not have this discussion My mind racin' for the elevation of the toxic in my blood Where my mind, don't know now But I know where it was I need Nikki, where is Nikki? Baby girl, please come and get me Now I'm old and sh- is trippy, but I know that God is with me This that baby mama drama Give a fu- about a man, I know I'ma Be there for my son, talkin' with my sister, it begun End of the month, that's the worst of the month But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt That welfare check, check Won't ever bounce like my daddy did But I'm glad he did, 'cause it made me strong Made me help somebody with this song Paint the picture of my life Growin' up what it was like Section 8, grab a plate Food for thought, gravitate Food stamps, Social Services tryna take me away My mama locked up, I pray to God that I see her today Maybe not, maybe so, West Deer Park, that's all I know Just me and my homies, people that know me Only ones that know Around my way, around my way Living day by day (livin' day by day) Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs Five-O with them K-9's Manhunt when it's game time They was robbin' the ice cream man in broad day Now I'm runnin' from the police Don't know how, but I got away Sellin' weed to my homies And a girl in the buildin' that know me At 15, such a fiend, for the sh-, that I seen All my homies smokin' green, f- b-, sippin' lean It was king, it was cool, seemed like somethin' I should do Such a youngin, such a fool Now I'm breakin' into school 'Cause my homie told me to What to do, what would you? When will I lose my anonymity And become one with the enemy? Tell me, would I be the enemy? Feel like nobody in front of me I can feel the vibe Bobby, what are you thinkin'? What are you dreamin' about? Bobby, what's inside? (What are you thinkin' about?) What are you thinkin' right now? (What are you thinkin' right now?) Go to sleep I guess maybe I was thinkin' things would be different now 'Cause when I wake up, my dreams fade, everything cascade In this vanilla sky, I feel like David Aames Why must I open my eyes? (Open your eyes) I wish I could stay asleep forever Attain every goal I wanted, and watch it repeat forever Will it happen? Maybe never Maybe so, I got to know, but tell me why, uh I picture myself at the top, but I know that I'm dreamin' Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons? Maybe not, all I know is this life I live I can't live it no longer Wish I was stronger, wish that I could survive Turn on the TV, let it wash my brain Pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain Hello children, how was school? "It was good, how 'bout you?" "I love you" (I love you son), "I love mama too" Are you ready for dinner? I'm able to set the table 'Til I snap out the fable when that TV turn off And I realize I'm back in hell (Bobby-) Logic has recorded 1700 songs In the span of his 10 years as an MC However, only just over 150 have been released to the public...