Logic - Rendezvous lyrics

I’m feelin’ good, yeah, I’m feelin’ lovely
Backyard sunset, sippin on that Bubly
Ice Cube in my nightcap, it was a good day
You heard what the hood say
Logic what you should play
Killin’ shit like OJ
I’m rhymin’ like old Jay
Hip-hop phenom, play arenas like I’m Coldplay
Living life and feelin’ good
Live your life you really should
Feelin’ like you’re no good, but deep
Down you know you could
Make your life better
Life’s a bitch but when it’s
Hard I don’t regret her
With age I get better, instead of
Obsessing over my youth, I’m over my youth
Give it my all
No I never give it less in the booth
I let it pour like liquor
I never lessen the proof
Shoot ‘em straight, no
I can’t water down the truth
Never felt accepted like college
They wouldn’t let him in
I guess I didn’t pass the
Test like I’m pissing amphetamine
They think they better than
Me and my team rocking stages
Like we Greta Van
But all that shit they put me
Through made me a better man
An outcast like Sir Lucious
I murder it so Confucius
He say the man who says he can
And the man who says he can’t
Are both correct
I come with respect, you come for me
I come for your neck
Never gamble with your life
Because if you call, I will collect
Style I perfect, allow me to interject now

Ayo, yeah i am eclectic
Pick up the mic and spit true grit
Word to Hailee Steinfeld, know I rhyme well
Greatest lyricist to ever do it
Only time will tell I got ‘em
I got 'em all fuckin' calling it quit's
I chop up the sample to bit's
And then resample that shit
A student of the game and
You? An example of shit
Snake-type stab you with a steak knife
Swear this life is like a game of chess
My queen takes your knight
Throw you down a flight if you down to fight
Wrote this song in half a night
Just to check the rap game, aight?
Listen, ayo, these pages I write
More like the stages of life
Decided to pick up the pen
And put down the device
A piece of advice: Your phone takes
A piece of your life so put that shit down
And keep your chin up in the meantime
This life has a lot more
To offer you than screen-time
Let's rewind one time
Divine when I spit the rhyme this is lyrics
When you hear it bow down and revere it
Ain't no need to fear it
Unless your shit is whack
Got nothing but bars, word to Bourbon Street
Hard as concrete
Take a scalpel to your ankles
Just to show you defeat
Let it register then peep the receipt
You sow what you reap
A lyrical freak far from my peek
And the word on the street I bring the heat
I can't lie to you, I'm here to body you
Crucify you then hit
The motherfuckin' rendezvous