Sylvan LaCue, Logic - Nowhere to Go lyrics

I'm grinding like my life is on the line
And all my family
Friends and homies count on me
To take my shine
So I can't fuck with non believers
Don't even waste my time
All my minutes, seconds
Hours go to the art that I design
So much trouble on my mind, money ain't here
Not one dime cash that cheque, fuck that
Way, everything gone, fuck I spent
Can't remember, can't remember
I swear I can't remember
Tell me how can summer August
Feel like NY in December
Prayer's feeling like a fucking mission
My homie told me 'you don't
Ever stop to fucking listen'
Maybe cause lately I don't feel
Like I've been fucking winning
Plus you can never understand just
How I'm fucking living
Nobody sees it, thus they hardly believe it
Till it's bottles after bottles and
Models begging for semen
Get it homie, I get it
Nothing I wanna deal with
I just pick up where I left, like
I be back before you feel it, nigga uh

And I'm just riding 'round the city
And I'm just riding 'round the city
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(And I'm just riding around the city)
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(Catch me rolling, me rolling, me rolling)

And I got my girl texting, my momma calling
Poppa talking, too close to falling
Job stalling, not close to falling
But I swear that none of this is appalling
Bills piling, nigga's smiling all in my face
But these snakes invalid, stay silent
No wilin'
But I'm close to filing my claim to malice
Fuck rappers, fuck 'em all
Bullshit and those trapper songs
Snapbacks and your tight pants and your fake
Jordans - who gassed you all
And told you to dress like it's '85
And do the same song like 85
Times around like you made of lies
Fuck is wrong with you lady-guys
No disrespect, that just the way I'm feeling
Don't mean I'm dissing Big Sean
I make a decent living
Just when you see these imitators
Get so much attention
It kinda makes you feel like real
Is close to it's extinction
Say I'm hating? Who doesn't nowadays?
Opinions do not exist like
Jews and Jesus holidays
Too much shit up on my dome
Don't even wanna deal with
I just pick up where I left, like
I be back before you feel it, nigga

And I'm just riding 'round the city
And I'm just riding 'round the city
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(And I'm just riding around the city)
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(Catch me rolling, me rolling, me rolling)

And I'm just riding 'round the city
And I'm just riding 'round the city
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(And I'm just riding around the city)
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(Catch me rolling, me rolling, me rolling)

Sitting back, and I'm getting it
Hand me the mic, and you know I be ripping it
Came out the blue
You would think I was cripping it
Champagne, we sipping it, living that life
Rattpack that's what we on, haters
Be talking that shit, but we gone
Young Sinatra is a don, heading to the top
Always keep it real, never flop
No we never stop never selling out
We in this for the music not the guap
But I got that old-school and that mainstream
Versatile's my main theme
We re-invent but they same scheme
Talking shit on the same team
Sold out I never did it
That fake shit, I'll never get it
I'm flowing acidic and getting the credit
But you motherfuckers is debit with it
Over their head like satellite
So check again cause my data right
I remember when I wished I had a mic
But now I record it the second I write
I'm in the game and I've been the same
I do it all but y'all ain't a thing
8 years I've felt pain
Patiently waiting till y'all knew the name
It felt like forever since I was a stain
I once was a boy but I'm finally a mane
And the bank account is still
Only thing that's fucking changed visionary

And I'm just riding 'round the city
And I'm just riding 'round the city
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(And I'm just riding around the city)
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(Catch me rolling, me rolling, me rolling)

And I'm just riding 'round the city
And I'm just riding 'round the city
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(And I'm just riding around the city)
Like there's nowhere to go, to go, to go
(Catch me rolling, me rolling, me rolling)