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Confessions of a Dangerous Mind
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What Are The Lyrics For Confessions of a Dangerous Mind By Logic?
Yeah, I can't get no better, can't get no more cheddar
I feel like a king and my queen is Coretta I been made a livin', I'm never gon' give in I'm just way too driven, that's why I been thinkin' I'm scared that I'm sinkin', I'm scared that I'm fallin' The world think I'm ballin' and maybe I am But don't give a damn, back in the beginnin' Did not have a plan, don't know who I am Or who I'm becomin' but I'ma do me to the fullest, alright Bustin' and dodgin' them bullets all night Take over the world, yeah I'm thinkin' I might Got 'em all in my sight I know that I'm strong, I know that I am I know I'm the man and whether you poor or you filled with financial security Everyone deal with they own insecurity Even the preacher was born with impurity Scared to go out even with my security Scared of the world and all of its obscurity Pray for maturity, hope that I grow Hope my anxiety stay on the low I swear I hope that shit don't f*ck up my flow Where do I go? What would you do If suddenly all of your dreams came true? What would you do if you did it all? (If you did it all) If you ain't never have to lift a finger Would you linger like, "F*ck 'em all"? Guess it's your call, but I can't (It's your call, but I can't) This a marathon, not a sprint Switch up the plan like homie that went from Verizon to Sprint Can you hear me now? Does anybody out there feel me now? What's your name? What's your game? Come now boy, just spit your flow Feel the pain with the game, what you tryna say though? Novocaine to the brain, I can't feel nothing no more In my lane, can't refrain from lettin' these people know What's your name? What's your game? Come now boy, just spit your flow Feel the pain with the game, what you tryna say though? Novocaine to the brain, I can't feel nothing no more In my lane, can't refrain from lettin' these people know How I feel (How I feel), yeah that's how I feel (That's how I feel) Break it down, roll it up, that's how high I feel (That's how high I feel) How I feel (How I feel), how high I feel (How high I feel) Down, roll it up, yeah Searchin' for bliss only led me to searchin' for hits Only led me to battle depression I done learned my lesson 'cause fame never lessen the pain What if your life was under a glass? And people tried to dig up shit from your past And tell you what's good and what's not And every time you drop a song, they say that it's wack or it's hot And don't give a damn that it came from the heart They tear it apart like hyenas that's here for the dreamers That's here for the people that know what I'm sayin' All of you people that know what I'm sayin' F*ck social media Tellin' me who I should be and just how I should rap They always compare, they always compare me to others And try to pit me up against all my brothers Now why you think so many rappers be overdosin' at the crib? (Overdosin' at the crib) 'Cause people just won't let 'em live And the public is constantly thinkin' they know 'em But nobody knowin' what's goin' on inside (On inside) And they wonder why we all hide, shit (Why we all hide, shit) Maybe I'm just overthinkin' Or maybe I'm just over smokin' and drinkin' And when I can't deal with the hate, I self-medicate Sit in the corner and think of a better day Maybe this bullet can help me to get away I just cannot seem to think of a better way Even though I know there is, that's why I keep goin' That's why I keep flowin', that's why I keep perserverin' Even when I'm hearing I'm a bitch, I'm a fag I'm a motherfuckin' hypebeast, I ain't black in the slight least I ain't good enough, I should quit, I should kill myself (Kill myself) "'Cause you'll never be Kenny" "You'll never be better than Drizzy or Cole" "You're losing your hair, you're too fucking old," yeah These are the comments I'm readin' on Twitter right now That made me depressed and they pullin' me down I'm trying to swim but I think I'ma drown So I'ma turn my feelin' into a sound And play it when nobody else is around Whenever I feel like I'm far from the ground God give me the power to battle depression, yeah, round after round I wish I was famous, I wish I was rich I wish I could just get up out of this bitch (Out of this bitch) But be careful what you wish for (What you wish for) 'Cause it ain't everything that it's cut out to be My life is good but not as good as it's boutta be 'Cause I got vision, don't f*ck with division It got what I'm bridgin', and I think that I am Do what you love and do not give a damn F*ck all the haters you see on the 'Gram Just mind your own business and be a good man Be a good boss and be a good friend Spread your imaginations to the millions Don't worry about how to maintain all your millions Just spread that positivity for the children And all the haters that's hatin', just love 'em 'Cause that's the only way you ever gon' kill 'em Know some of you feelin' (Know some of you feelin') Last but not least, put your ego on the shelf And remember, love yourself (Love yourself) Oh nah, nah (Oh, nah, nah) Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself (Love yourself) Nah, nah, nah (Nah, nah, nah) Put your ego on the shelf, and remember, love your- 'Member, love yourself Oh nah, nah Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself Nah, nah, nah |
Who Wrote Confessions of a Dangerous Mind By Logic?
Arjun Ivatury, Matthew Crabtree, Robert Bryson Hall
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What's The Duration Of The Confessions of a Dangerous Mind By Logic?The duration of Confessions of a Dangerous Mind is 4:44 minutes and seconds. |
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