Logic - Amen lyrics

This right here for anyone who ride with me
Heard me laugh, watch me cry
Did time with me
In the game, not just on the sideline with me
I'm a sinner, I'll admit it
But I got God with me

Been to Hell and back twice just
To feel the burn if your ass don't fall down
Then you'll never learn
I just wanna be the best that I can be
I just wanna be me, even if it sound naive
I thought acceptance from others it
Would set me free but it didn't, no
Oh, no, it never did
No matter what I say, no matter what I give
Sometimes people make me question
If I wanna live
We call that a dark day, such a dark day
But I know tomorrow gon' come
It gon' come my way
And I know in my heart it's
Gon' be a better day
It's gon' be a better day
That's why I came here to say amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen)

We make plans and God laughs
Feel like the older I get
The quicker time pass
Some people live in the past
Others live in a flask
Even your picture-perfect life
It could be gone in a flash
Texting on your way to work and
Now your brains on the dash we all powerless
'Specially people think power last
I ain't cowardice
But sometimes wish I lived behind a mask
'Cause facing this world it's
Such a rigorous task
It feel like the world wanna
Put me in the casket wish I was stronger
Wish I could just get past it
If you feelin' how I'm feelin'
When the song play, blast it
If you feelin' how I'm feelin'
When you hear this, let me get an

Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)
Amen (Amen) amen (Amen)

This right here for anyone who ride with me
Heard me laugh, watch me cry
Did time with me
In the game, not just on the sideline with me
I'm a sinner, I'll admit it
But I got God with me

Came up on Section 8 and I made it, yo, mom
Look writin' these raps in a
Louis Vuitton rhyme book
I never thought I'd make it out
The hood and now I'm shook
I finally made it out my hood, everybody look
I'm across the street waving where
The grass is greener
Hating on how far I've come
I don't give a damn, gina
This a celebration with no invitation
This the last one then I'm done
Permanent vacation only place I felt I
Belonged was Babel station cooking crack
Cooking crack for my generation
Now it's time to conclude
The incredible true story
And transformation salutations