Breath Control
Logic, Wiz Khalifa
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Everything that I have, I'm thankin' God for it now I'm takin' all of my trees, proceed to breakin' it down Through with fuckin' with ground levels, we in the clouds Stay reclinin' my seat, smokin', leanin' in the back Livin' like rock 'n' roll but still doing this rap music Provin' through stats, always movin' the crowd If Wiz Khalifa's on your campus then I'm probably smokin' loud With a bad one comin' out, talkin' 'bout Keep your cool so we don't hear the hate and doubt They just mad 'cause they ain't make it to the clouds Tried they best but they just ain't gettin' accounted for We ain't goin' back and forth I ain't just start multiple trends, I open doors Provided a style for you and yours I made the class, you studied the course Game's to be sold, not told, hope that you could afford it Make sure the private plane cold as soon as I board it More concerned with stocks and mortgages than little boy shit Famous girl, she on my line, she need a dick appointment That's hard, haha Yeah, yeah (haha) Tell me who really want it Everythin' that they talkin' about, I already done it Don't f*ck with their narrative and how they spun it Like Clive Campbell, I'ma set an example My flow ample over this sample Leave the beat trampled, never one to ramble Head to toe in that camo, blowin' up trees like Rambo This is the way, bitch, I'm reppin that Mando Got a lot of money, don't need a Lambo Back in the day, I was in a minivan though Back in the day, I was in a minivan, oh Sippin' on something and whippin' it slow 2010, I remember when I was living in my godmother's in G-Burg, that's my word Bumpin' Mac Miller K.I.D.S., Kush & O-J Wiz Look in the mirror, I'm hopin' it's his day Give a f*ck what the kids say Logic bringin' it back to the rap shit That 2 Dope Boyz, DatPiff (yeah, yeah) Give a f*ck about a rap list, one in a million, I'm on that list On the map like a atlas, talk shit, get hit with a fat lip Smokin' that buddha then dip in the pussy, we call it the catnip Run the game like a 3090, leave 'em all behind me Step back, motherfucker, don't try me 'Cause I'm me, you know it's (Logic) Haha, haha (yeah, yeah) Hahaha (Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex) Crazy, don't try to rap along Don't try to recite it Don't waste your time, ha-ha-ha I know no one else can't do that, I already know I know that
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Written by: Sir Robert Bryson Hall II, Arjun Ivatury, Nicholas Smith, Cameron Thomaz, Ronald LaTour
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