Logic - Village Slum lyrics

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[Logic - Village Slum lyrics]

Ba, ba ba ba, ba ba (Ba ba, ba ba ba)
Ba, ba ba ba, ba ba (yeah)

I been tryna drink less
But, I feel like when I drink, I'm at my best
Not a care in the world, no stress
Always give the world my
Everything and no less
I wake up seven days a week
And get the job done
You know I'm always there for
My wife and my son
And at the end of the day, I love to pour one
More like two
But occasionally three and it scares me
Not because I have a problem
I'm the type of person, if there's an issue
Then I'ma solvе 'em
It's more like seeing how this
Shit has dеstroyed life
Uh, I look at my mom, I look at my dad
And see how drugs and alcohol
Took away everything they had
And it makes me sad, I found the balance
But I feel bad
I didn't drink 'til I was twenty-seven
Then I did from then
And every time I take a sip
I'm scared that I'll become them
We went to Alcoholics Anonymous
Mostly twice a week i was just a little boy
But listened when people would speak
Prostitutes, preachers, substitute teachers
Cops and criminals, they all gave speeches
About this addiction and it
Filled me with conviction
Keep comin' back, boy
It works if you work it
And it did, growin' up, I was a AA kid
I never wanted to make the
Mistakes that they did
Yeah, sometimes when I sip, you know
I feel survivor's guilt
But, I know that what I'm drinkin'
Could destroy all that I built
So I tread lightly
This shit leaves people dead nightly
Alcoholic, well, it's in my blood
So I might be
Drug addict, well, it's in my genes
So I might be
But, I don't use that shit to escape
I deal with my problems head on 'til this day
Addiction to substance, it was my fate
But I broke the cycle

Lost on a lonely road
Carrying such a heavy load
Lost on a lonely road ba, ba ba ba, ba ba

Ayo, damn
Yo, can we roll the window down, please,?
I can I can barely see
The fuckin' weed smoke, yo
Logic, why are you scared of weed?
I ain't scared
Well, you obviously feel some type
Of way about it no, I I don't know why it's
Gotta be a big fuckin' deal, okay?
I just don't wanna do it
Man, just hit the blunt no
Just hit the shit, man
Bro, I gotta be on stage
In like fuckin' forty minutes
I'm not tryna perform in the tenth dimension
Havin' panic attacks and shit on stage, man
Fuck all that
Bro, this weed ain't even that strong
You'll be fine in like thirty minutes
Lenny, don't hand him my shit
This from Cali, this that brain rape
What, what? Yeah, that's what it's called
Fuck no what?
Ain't no nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Ain't Ain't no way in hell, I'm
Smokin' some shit called brain rape, bruh
What the fuck is that?
Yo, Logic, just take a hit
Take a little baby hit
Man, why why you guys always
Tryna peer pressure me, man?
It's not even like I'm ayy, man
(Ayy, bro, stop bein' a fuckin' Come on
Man, just just hit the fuckin' weed, bro)
Alright, alright, alright, goddamn
Fine, fuck, shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hit that shit
Hit that shit

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