Chords for Logic - 5AM lyrics (Prod. by C-Sick) (Welcome to Forever)

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Logic - 5AM lyrics (Prod. by C-Sick) (Welcome to Forever) chords
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Alright, alright.
You've seen a lot of shit.
Yeah.
You've seen a lot of shit.
I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have, but never forgot it though.
Brothers on the corner selling crack like it was nada though.
Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor.
Police banging on the door while gripping the 44.
Always just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before.
Y'all see a white boy, but my daddy a negro.
Half-breed motherfucker with a mic and heat flow.
I just wanna spread love, they want me to bleed flow.
I just wanna keep the peace and help people.
Give some of this money that I'm making to the people.
So if you hatin' on me, god damn you evil.
And just don't understand cause I'm flyer than Knievel.
Been through a lot of shit, but I keep it on a D-low.
Never bussin' in them streets, but I keep it G-low.
I ain't into fairy tales, I'm just me, ho.
Only thing I talk about is everything that we know.
I heard you got a fuckin' problem, bitch, I bet I be.
Ain't no need of reach, I don't need a piece.
I just kill them with kindness, yeah we leave them deceased.
And tell it like it is, so now you gotta compete.
Show me what up.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
[D] I hope you live a long life, Hayden.
And watch every Grammy just [F] to see who they nominating, uh.
So successful they probably say I signed with Satan.
But I got God on my side, always down to bride.
Don't get it twisted, I ain't perfect in the least.
I'm still all up in your girl genes like a crease, like a crease.
Matter of fact, like a geneticist.
These rappers' records comin' out, they so repetitive.
Shout out my homie Chance, piece of Skizzy Mars.
Rap hack, homie Castro, be droppin' bars.
It's all love, man this shit is ours.
They never thought I'd make a shootin' for the stars.
Yeah, I'm a born sinner, but it's a cold world.
Shout out my homies that know me, can't forget my old girl.
But that's a touchy subject like a pre-swope.
I heard y'all finally eatin' over there, we got a feast [N] though.
Keep it rap hack, [Dm] to the beat go.
You might not get the [F] flow now, let it seep though.
Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea flow.
But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio.
Racism all up in them, that shit is irrelevant.
My flow is colorblind, rappin' for the hell of it.
I don't give a fuck, my mind state celibate.
Run quick, tell a bitch, rap gettin' me hella rich.
Out the blue like elephants, my flow is so elegant.
Death before the sun, I murder a rapper in front of they mamas.
I rap by Thanos, decipher the word cause it's a bonnet.
Reverse the letters and it's spelled Sinatra.
Yes I got your bitches loud.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
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_ _ _ _ Alright, alright.
You've seen a lot of shit.
Yeah.
You've seen a lot of shit.
I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have, but never forgot it though.
Brothers on the corner selling crack like it was nada though.
Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor.
Police banging on the door while gripping the 44.
Always just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before.
Y'all see a white boy, but my daddy a negro.
Half-breed motherfucker with a mic and heat flow.
I just wanna spread love, they want me to bleed flow.
I just wanna keep the peace and help people.
Give some of this money that I'm making to the people.
So if you hatin' on me, god damn you evil.
And just don't understand cause I'm flyer than Knievel.
Been through a lot of shit, but I keep it on a D-low.
Never bussin' in them streets, but I keep it G-low.
I ain't into fairy tales, I'm just me, ho.
Only thing I talk about is everything that we know.
I heard you got a fuckin' problem, bitch, I bet I be.
Ain't no need of reach, I don't need a piece.
I just kill them with kindness, yeah we leave them deceased.
And tell it like it is, so now you gotta compete.
Show me what up.
_ They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
[D] I hope you live a long life, Hayden.
And watch every Grammy just [F] to see who they nominating, uh.
So successful they probably say I signed with Satan.
But I got God on my side, always down to bride.
Don't get it twisted, I ain't perfect in the least.
I'm still all up in your girl genes like a crease, like a crease.
Matter of fact, like a geneticist.
These rappers' records comin' out, they so repetitive.
_ Shout out my homie Chance, piece of Skizzy Mars.
Rap hack, homie Castro, be droppin' bars.
It's all love, man this shit is ours.
They never thought I'd make a shootin' for the stars.
Yeah, I'm a born sinner, but it's a cold world.
Shout out my homies that know me, can't forget my old girl.
But that's a touchy subject like a pre-swope.
I heard y'all finally eatin' over there, we got a feast [N] though.
Keep it rap hack, [Dm] to the beat go.
You might not get the [F] flow now, let it seep though.
Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea flow.
But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio.
Racism all up in them, that shit is irrelevant.
My flow is colorblind, rappin' for the hell of it.
I don't give a fuck, my mind state celibate.
Run quick, tell a bitch, rap gettin' me hella rich.
Out the blue like elephants, my flow is so elegant.
Death before the sun, I murder a rapper in front of they mamas.
I rap by Thanos, decipher the word cause it's a bonnet.
Reverse the letters and it's spelled Sinatra.
Yes I got your bitches loud.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down.
They think it's a game right now, but it ain't the same right now.
Know my name right now, back where I came from now.
We gon' live it up, till we bring it back down. _ _ _
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