Logic - See You Space Cowboy... lyrics

Yeah, yeah, uh Grammy nominated, never won it though Don't need it but deep down I want it though Bank account still at a hunnid though My bank account still at a hunnid Aye, but that don't mean sh*t That don't mean that I'm sh*t It's just me and my clique and we bombin' this sh*t Ain't no drama and sh*t, now I'm throwin' a fit Watch me throw on a fit and get lit like I'm Evel Knievel Just me and my people, we call this a sequel To Under Pressure, ain't no need to measure Who the best, fu*k around, know who the best Who give a sh*t? I just spit about things that I know and I love R-A-double-T, I put nothing above Like that thing in the glove From Maryland to L.A., I'm a motherfu*king boss with the bars And I'm down for the cause Who down for the cause? Take a step back, hold it down for the (L-O-G-I-C) Put the city on the map Put the city on my back Let 'em know you're never ever comin' back (L-O-G-I-C) Don't be scared to murk 'em all Hurt 'em all Watch 'em all get a fall Watch 'em all get a fall (L-O-G-I-C) When you grow up in the hood without a male role model And your mama turn to the bottle Give a damn about status Who the baddest? I just wanna be the raddest dad as I can be This sh*t is systemic inside of us, B The media lie to us, B Tell us that we can be whoever we want to be And then when we try, what they tell us? (What they tell us?) What they tell us? To live more realistically Ay, fu*k that, get the fu*k back, fu*k rap and all that noise Growin' up how I grew up, I really never had a choice Had killers and murders in my house and they was all of my boys But deep down I always knew better, knew that sh*t I need to avoid Yo, ay yo I gotta lot on my mind Got a lotta work ahead of me I'm tryin' to maintain balance of my time Never one to let it bottle up like everything fine That's how you go crazy and end up in the pond I've been talkin' up my therapist Rhymes I been writin' so hot you would think it was in Arabic Flow bomb like a terrorist, never careless I got soul like Parrish Yeah, from Tokyo to Paris My b*tch bad, stay with money like a Heiress Time with my wife and my son, what I cherish Just try to relax ya mind Just try to relax ya mind Just try to relax ya mind Just try to relax ya mind