Growing Pains III

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 racing 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 shit is trippy, but I know that God is with me

This that baby mama drama

Give a fuck about a man I know imma

Be there for my son, talking 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

Growing 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, living 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 robbing the ice cream man in broad day

Now I’m running from the police, don’t know how but I got away

Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me

At 15, such a fiend, for the shit, that I seen

All my homies smoking green, fucking bitches, sipping lean

It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do

Such a youngin, such a fool

Now I’m breaking 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 thinking?

What are you dreaming about?

Bobby, what’s inside?

What are you thinking right now?

What are you thinking?

Go to sleep

I guess maybe I was thinking 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

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

I picture myself at the top but I know that I’m dreaming

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

Till 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