No Pressure Freestyle

Ayo, I never had a car‚ that's why I hate the fucking bus

Took the 61 to germantown and hear them guns bust

Call it static‚ headphones on‚ it's illmatic

On my rosa parks in the back writin' like b rabbit

How I carry it, gimme the beat and then I'ma bury it

Producin' tracks for the underground like harriet

Too alive like twins in the womb, come hither‚ consume

All of my memories from past and present like two identities

Logic fallin' off is an obscenity

Top five I bet I be, steadily listening

Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people

Crazy how one day the legends forget that they equal

On this under pressure sequel we not takin' it back‚ we keepin' it pushin'

People scared of change, but you'll find me deep in a cushion

Readin' nostradamus at 90 degrees, better believe

I turn a prophet with ease

Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas

Hurricane bobby in the studio blowin' trees

With the topic I drop it fuck around and leave 'em all concussed

When I bust no thrust, world we livin' in is fucked

Industry rule number 4, 081

Your new shit ain't good as your old shit

'Til your new shit is your old shit, son

In this Sun, let me get some

I wear this 24 karat solid gold rollie for my son as an heirloom

Not for lookin' dope as I rhyme

As a representation to give your family your time

Searchin' for love in the industry you'll be let down

They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound

That's the truth

I'm close to the cliff, like rick dalton in the booth

Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof

Modern day rappers like a golden era spoof

But a few of us resurging within a second, renaissance

And I know that my death give times

Keepin' a legacy goin' by flowin' so involuntarily seamless

Me and my team is finally reapin' what we been sowin' like a seamstress

Now listen up, check it

I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah

I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like mpc akai

Who I name william after 'cause I get bills from these beats

Fuck the industry, know we keepin' it real up in these streets

Came up in a world that's off its axis

All that's promised, death and taxes

And a dope ass tour by L-O-G-I-C

Cordae and jid, but that shit ain't free, now check it

Yeah, and on that note I keep it g

Like track four, kick in the door by Big

Don't believe me, look that shit up, I promise you'll find the key

To that punchline, I'm feelin' just fine

Let the abyss of my, my, my, my mind consume

Snap my fingers like I'm thanos and bobby boy bringin' the doom

'Cause I'm 630, killin' shit, hands down and dirty

That white boy can't rap, he talk good and act nerdy

Feelin' good yeah, I'm feelin' lovely

Backyard sunset, sippin on that bubly

Ice cube in my nightcap, it was a good day

You heard what the hood say, logic what you should play

Killin' shit like oj, I'm rhymin' like old jay

Hip-hop phenom, play arenas like I'm coldplay

All day, we get it like that, we got it, got it, all day

Sinatra

Nothing but peace, love, and positivity to the whole wide world

Rattpack, you already know what it is man

Bobbyboy records, we out this bitch (Logic)

And I'm havin' a little baby

Surprise, it's a little baby boy

Fuck tmz, they can't get the scoop on that shit

Welcome little bobby to the world one time

Alright, I'm done

That's it, yeah