Wiz Khalifa, Logic - Breath Control lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Logic - Breath Control lyrics]
Everything that I have
I'm thankin' God for it now
I'm takin' all of my trees
Proceed to breakin' it down
Though we're fuckin'
With ground levels
We in the clouds
Stay reclinin' my seat
Smokin' lean in the back
Livin' like rock and roll but
Still doing this rap music
Movin' through stats
Always movin' the crowd
If Wiz Khalifa's on your campus
Then I'm probably smokin' loud
With a banger 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 jet start
Multiple trends, I open doors
Provided a style for you and yours
I made the clash, you studied the course
Game's to be sold, not told
All that you could afford it
Make sure the private plane cold as
Soon as I bored it
More concerned with stocks and mortgages
Than little boy shit
Famous girl, she on my line
She need a dick appointment
Yeah, yeah (Haha)
Tell me who really want it
Everything that they talking about
I already done it
Don't fuck 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
Blowing up trees like Rambo
This is the way, bitch
I'm repping 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
Bumping Mac Miller K.I.D.S., Kush & O-J Wiz
Look in the mirror, I'm hoping it's his day
Give a fuck what the kids say
Logic bringin' it back to the rap shit
That 2 Dope Boyz, DatPiff (Yeah! Yeah)
Give a fuck 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
Smoking 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 (Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah, y-y yeah)
Hahaha
Crazy, don't try to rap along
It'll try to recite you
Don't waste your time, hahaha
I know no one else can't do that
I already know
I know that
I'm thankin' God for it now
I'm takin' all of my trees
Proceed to breakin' it down
Though we're fuckin'
With ground levels
We in the clouds
Stay reclinin' my seat
Smokin' lean in the back
Livin' like rock and roll but
Still doing this rap music
Movin' through stats
Always movin' the crowd
If Wiz Khalifa's on your campus
Then I'm probably smokin' loud
With a banger 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 jet start
Multiple trends, I open doors
Provided a style for you and yours
I made the clash, you studied the course
Game's to be sold, not told
All that you could afford it
Make sure the private plane cold as
Soon as I bored it
More concerned with stocks and mortgages
Than little boy shit
Famous girl, she on my line
She need a dick appointment
Yeah, yeah (Haha)
Tell me who really want it
Everything that they talking about
I already done it
Don't fuck 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
Blowing up trees like Rambo
This is the way, bitch
I'm repping 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
Bumping Mac Miller K.I.D.S., Kush & O-J Wiz
Look in the mirror, I'm hoping it's his day
Give a fuck what the kids say
Logic bringin' it back to the rap shit
That 2 Dope Boyz, DatPiff (Yeah! Yeah)
Give a fuck 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
Smoking 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 (Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah, y-y yeah)
Hahaha
Crazy, don't try to rap along
It'll try to recite you
Don't waste your time, hahaha
I know no one else can't do that
I already know
I know that