Biografía:
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II? (Gaithersburg, Maryland, Estados Unidos; 22 de enero de 1990), mejor conocido como Logic es un cantante, rapero, productor discográfico y compositor estadounidense. Creció en Gaithersburg, Maryland, Logic expresó un interés en la música desde la adolescencia, y se aventuró en una carrera musical a comienzos de 2009 publicando Logic: The Mixtape bajo el nombre "Psychological", y publicó un mixtape titulado Young, Broke & Infamous en 2010.
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[Intro: Logic]
Gm A Dm Gm A Dm C Am Dm
It's 2 bars? Aight...
[Verse 1: Logic]
Am
Motherfuckers wanna get famous
Gm
Bust guns and get dangerous (dangerous)
Bb
Daddy graduated from Cambridge
Gm
Money talks in every language
Gm
Real recognize that stainless
Dm
Silver spoon what my aim is
Am
Y'all don't know what that game is
Gm
Y'all don't know what that, uh
Gm
Y'all 'bout that fraternity life
Eb
If you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come
Gm
Baby girl gon' be about that maternity life
Gm Dm
If you do like my daddy then she gonna be single and alone
Am
That maternity life for eternity life
Gm
Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life
Gm
Cause we do what we do, but hold up let me get it right.
Am Gm
Everybody got problems, everybody got problems
Am
But not everybody need a .45 to solve them, revolve them
Am
Take care of all of them like this
Gm
I might just go crazy all the way
Am Gm
Y'all live that life where your safety is only a call away
Gm Bb
But not us, mommy and daddy never bought us
Gm
Not a god damn thing but they brought us
Am
Broke as hell we couldn't fund the trust
Gm
Outside run around with a gun to bust
Gm Am
Police looking for every one of us
Gm
Back then yeah all of that was fun to us
Am
Had a little bit of money in the middle
Gm
Let me hit 'em with a riddle
Dm Am
If I never had a dark night I might not-not-not—
Gm
Not be the same—might not be the—
[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
Am Dm Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
[Hook: Dria]
Am
Ay, hey now boy?
Gm
You don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am Gm
You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver
[Verse 2: Logic]
Am
Everybody wanna live lavish
Gm
A million in the bank on average
Am
They cutthroat yeah they savage
Gm
They riding round with the baddest (bitch)
Cm Am
One day I woke up, and said I'm bout to do this
Gm Am
For the rest of my life, no question it's right
Gm
Waiting for the bus at a stop light
Am
Looking at the cop right in front of my eyes
Gm
Living in a world of lies, where the truth dies
Am Gm
And hatred multiplies—mu-mu-mu-multi—
Gm
Multiplies, I said I can't take it
I remember wondering if I would ever make it
But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it's evident
Am Gm
I'm getting money for the hell of it
Never fuck around, so the flow celibate
Gm
Speaking for the people like a delegate
And when the situation's delicate
I execute it with the proper etiquette
Am
Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no
Dm
I can't take the time to stop
Am
It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top
Gm
But I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop
Dm Gm
Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in
While the whole world spin for the dividend
But I'm in another system
Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em
Cm Am
Why can't we relax and listen?
Gm Dm
Stop spending money on things that glisten
[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
Am Dm Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
[Hook: Dria]
Am
Ay, hey now boy?
Gm
You don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am Gm
You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Gm
Get the fuck up off your silver spoon.
Gm A Dm Gm A Dm C Am Dm
It's 2 bars? Aight...
[Verse 1: Logic]
Am
Motherfuckers wanna get famous
Gm
Bust guns and get dangerous (dangerous)
Bb
Daddy graduated from Cambridge
Gm
Money talks in every language
Gm
Real recognize that stainless
Dm
Silver spoon what my aim is
Am
Y'all don't know what that game is
Gm
Y'all don't know what that, uh
Gm
Y'all 'bout that fraternity life
Eb
If you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come
Gm
Baby girl gon' be about that maternity life
Gm Dm
If you do like my daddy then she gonna be single and alone
Am
That maternity life for eternity life
Gm
Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life
Gm
Cause we do what we do, but hold up let me get it right.
Am Gm
Everybody got problems, everybody got problems
Am
But not everybody need a .45 to solve them, revolve them
Am
Take care of all of them like this
Gm
I might just go crazy all the way
Am Gm
Y'all live that life where your safety is only a call away
Gm Bb
But not us, mommy and daddy never bought us
Gm
Not a god damn thing but they brought us
Am
Broke as hell we couldn't fund the trust
Gm
Outside run around with a gun to bust
Gm Am
Police looking for every one of us
Gm
Back then yeah all of that was fun to us
Am
Had a little bit of money in the middle
Gm
Let me hit 'em with a riddle
Dm Am
If I never had a dark night I might not-not-not—
Gm
Not be the same—might not be the—
[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
Am Dm Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
[Hook: Dria]
Am
Ay, hey now boy?
Gm
You don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am Gm
You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver
[Verse 2: Logic]
Am
Everybody wanna live lavish
Gm
A million in the bank on average
Am
They cutthroat yeah they savage
Gm
They riding round with the baddest (bitch)
Cm Am
One day I woke up, and said I'm bout to do this
Gm Am
For the rest of my life, no question it's right
Gm
Waiting for the bus at a stop light
Am
Looking at the cop right in front of my eyes
Gm
Living in a world of lies, where the truth dies
Am Gm
And hatred multiplies—mu-mu-mu-multi—
Gm
Multiplies, I said I can't take it
I remember wondering if I would ever make it
But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it's evident
Am Gm
I'm getting money for the hell of it
Never fuck around, so the flow celibate
Gm
Speaking for the people like a delegate
And when the situation's delicate
I execute it with the proper etiquette
Am
Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no
Dm
I can't take the time to stop
Am
It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top
Gm
But I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop
Dm Gm
Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in
While the whole world spin for the dividend
But I'm in another system
Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em
Cm Am
Why can't we relax and listen?
Gm Dm
Stop spending money on things that glisten
[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
Am Dm Gm
I know my mind is sober
Am Gm
But I'm so high, it's over
[Hook: Dria]
Am
Ay, hey now boy?
Gm
You don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am Gm
You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Gm
Get the fuck up off your silver spoon.
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