Letra de Village Slum - Logic

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 solve 'em

It's more like seeing how this shit has destroyed 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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