Logic, Dwn2earth - OCD lyrics

In the field, ballin' with the team
(With the team) , oh yeah
In the field, ballin' with the team
OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean
Old school whips,  seein' new things
(Skrrt, skrrt) rollin' up, got a few flamed
New Prada shoes, no shoestrings
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang
We was just dreamers, broken leaders
On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us
In that drop-top Beamer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Feel like ODB, feeling OCD (Skrrt, skrrt)

Out this universe, DC
Goin' so hard, make it look easy
Put the squad, zone 3 (Zone 3)
We so cold, wrist on freeze (freeze)
Roll it up for me, get high (Get high)
If you feel me, put your hands to the sky
(Hands to the sky)
Break it down, roll it up for me, get high
Nothin' else matters up until the day I die
Wanna move my loved ones out the South Side
If you look up, you might see us in the sky
(Sky so high)
If you look up, you might see us in the sky
(In the sky)

Time is undefeated, in the end
It beats us all my daddy, my momma, myself
We all destined to fall
Currently, the most important thing within
My life is balance
I ain't talkin' commas and zeros or monetary
(Challenge)
Talkin' self-worth, put yourself first
Don't worry 'bout the worst
But when you in this position
It's hard to make selfish decisions
Got enough bread, I'ma eat, but
What about the rest, my team?
They good and all, but I mean
If I disappeared from the scene
Then what's gon' happen? What's gon' happen?
In a hotel writin' rhymes before
I headline at a festival
But all that’s runnin' through my mind
Is bottom lines and decimals
So focused on the brand sometimes
Forget about the Man
Reflectin' in the mirror with this
Pen in his hand 99 percent of these people
Will never understand, supply and demand
'Cause I'm in the public eye
They think they know who I am

In the field, ballin' with the team
(With the team) , oh yeah
In the field, ballin' with the team
OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean
Old school whips, seein' new things
(Skrrt, skrrt) rollin' up, got a few flamed
New Prada shoes, no shoestrings
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang
We was just dreamers, broken leaders
On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us
In that drop-top Beamer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Feel like ODB, feeling OCD (Skrrt, skrrt)

"Oh, shit
It's Logic! Can I have a picture?"
They don't give a damn soon as they see me
They clench the device that's in they hand
Don't even say hello, more like
"Can I get one for the 'Gram?"
That's when I be like, "Fuck no
But you can shake my hand
Let's have a conversation
Talk about life man-to man you disappointed
I can read your body
Language like a paragraph"
"Logic, yeah, that's cool and all
But I'd much prefer a photograph
I mean, can I have a photograph?"
Goddamn, all these people nowadays
Are so unusual
They'd rather snap a pic with you
To get more likes than usual
Than have a conversation
Back in the basement with no placement
Couldn't never fathom talkin' to my
Favorite rapper that way
I'm just an entity, my DNA not my identity
Findin' serenity, become a better man
I better be
For the child in my baby momma's tummy
Never crummy
We can make bread, tryna be the greatest
That shit been dead
I'm tryna be the happiest that
I can be instead
I'm tryna get ahead like a fetus
Money don't complete us
Or defeat us, it can lead us to depression
Bein' rich is not a blessin'
Fame is not a blessin'
Wasn't 'til I was rich and
Famous I learned that lesson
What's the meanin' of life? To
Live it, what I'm guessin', yeah

In the field, ballin' with the team
(With the team) , oh yeah
In the field, ballin' with the team
OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean
Old school whips, seein' new things
(Skrrt, skrrt) rollin' up, got a few flamed
New Prada shoes, no shoestrings
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang
We was just dreamers, broken leaders
On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us
In that drop-top Beamer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Feel like ODB, feeling OCD (Skrrt, skrrt)

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