Logic - Street Dreams II lyrics

Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip, with the gat
Full clip out the blue, like a crip
Doin' 90 on the backroad
Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the bat phone
I could hear it in her voice
Know she just wasn't alone
Then a voice I didn't recognize
Said "If you wanna' see your wife alive
Bring a million in cash
And she's gonna survive"
Look at the clock, pitch black, it's 11: 05
Hung up the phone
You know I put that shit in hyper-drive
Then I call my homie 6ix to
Tell him I'ma need his help
I'ma be outside in five
Get the gat under ya belt
Then I felt the sweat from my
Palm on the steering wheel
I tried to shake it, man
I can't believe this shit is real


Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun, get you some
Yeah, I pull up to the crib, pick up 6ix
Now we out this bitch
Only thing that's on my mind is
"Put this fucker in a ditch"
Soon as I get there, boy
I'm lightin' up that ass
I'ma fill him with lead and they
Never finna count the cash
'Til I look up at the dash
And realize I'm out of gas
So I stopped at the station
Piss like probation
Tell my boy to fill up as
I head inside to pay
Open the door and see a white
Guy at the counter named Clay
Pull out a 50 and told him to hurry
He movin' slow like he ain't got
A worry in the world
And a attitude maybe I was actin' rude
Hold up, if the person
You love was kidnapped, what would you do?
He saw my gat in my jacket and froze
I told him I ain't want
No problem but he chose
To reach for the shotty anyway
So I blew him away just tryna get some gas
Now his brain's blast (uh)
Frozen, thinkin' 'bout what just happened
Now it's in the past
Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah, we out fast
See that red and blue flash, damn
The cops is on my ass (Sirens)
Hear them sirens
Flashing lights in my rear view
This shit like a movie in a theater near you
120 now, I feel like OJ
(The cops are gonna get us)
No they won't, everything will be okay
Swerve left, swerve right
Now they almost out of sight
Finna pull under the bridge
They won't spot me here at night
Slow it down, play it cool, mama
She ain't raised no fool
Sit back, breathe slow
(Holy shit) , there they go
Man they found us
I don't know how but they came around us
Fuck the police, no, they never do astound us
In the back of my mind
I know I gotta get the cash
It's in my secret stash
Wish I had another path
Out the window I can hear the bullets blast
Wish I had a mask (Gunshots)
Make it to the crib, that's my only task
Adrenaline in my body, could take on anybody
Coming down to the wire
They blew my tire then we flip

Car crash
Freeze you motherfucker! (Gunshots)
6ix, come on get up!
I'm shot, I'm shot! What? I'm shot!
(Gunshots) get the fuck on the ground!
Aww, fuck, fuck! They got me!

He bleedin' slow
Blood dripping from his torso
Will he ever get to see his son grow?
What's the picture they gon'
Paint after he go?
Last song he ever sung when
The bullet hit his lung
Man, I shoulda never called
He'd be alive if he ain't come
All he tried to do was help save my wife
Wish I could've saved his life
I wish I could take it back
Now my best friend's life curtain call
Fade to black it just ain't no turning back
Pulled out the gat
And put a bullet through the man in
Blue and it came out his back
Jump in the whip, no looking back
First time in the front seat
Of that white and black
Side streets through the city
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Yeah, you know I had to duck 'em all
Screamin' "Motherfuck the law"
Next thing I saw was a block from my crib
Thinkin' 'bout my shorty, she my rib
Pull up in the driveway
No cops in sight but just might
Somehow pull up my way
Open the stash, get the cash
Now I'm back out
So I put the Audi in reverse
And then I back out look at the addy in the
Text with my girl whereabouts
Five minutes later
Now I'm creeping in a warehouse
Lot of goons, lot of guns
Now I'm shooting just for fun
I don't give a fuck where they come from
I'm killing everyone
Finally make it to the back, all alone
Pitch black hear a sound
What was that? Think it came from over there
Lights on, now I see my wife
She's tied up to a chair
With a gun to her head and
A man gripping her hair
All I did was stop and stare
He took the gag out of her mouth
And she started calling my name
(Bobby) but didn't seem to be in pain
Really shaken up
(Bobby) , I felt like I was waking up
So I shot him quick in the
Neck and he hit the floor (Bobby)
Before I untied her
I shot him four more times
Put a bullet in his spine, was he dead?
(Bobby) Let's see (Bobby)
Staring at the man, gun in his hand
It couldn't be (Bobby)
The man who kidnapped my wife
(Bobby) was me (Bobby)

Bobby! What? What what?
Man, get your ass up nigga, we at the studio!
Say what? Damn, man c'mon, hurry up
Man! What's wrong with you?
Wake up, here come on
Wait, we're at the studio right
Now? We're here already? Damn, man
Since you started smoking weed
You always fucking late!
Man, shut the fuck up Kev
Stoney Bob neck ass