Writing room Logic (Ft. Cordae)

[Intro: Cordae]
Uh huh, let’s vibe out one time
Uh, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Uh, okay

[Verse: Cordae]
I done witnessed shit on the daily that drive me crazy
Waking up to yelling and screaming, and crying babies
Mama stressing all of my brethren is dyin' lately
I'm not lyin', all this defiance is tryna break me
But I stand strong as a man should in these times
Food stamps and Section 8 got me pushin' these dimes
Down bad on my ass, now I’m looking for crime
All alone just a young nigga looking to shine
FOX5 gon’ portray me as a predator
Tell ‘em that I’m dumb, and I tote guns, etcedera
Getting high up in the sky close to nebula
On the side, trying to get by, shit is regular, but never up
I'm tryna' get my cheddar up, and better all my relatives
It seems it forever rough, but nigga I done said enough
Cause they won't listen, my brother in prison
And I don't understand what the fuck I’m missing
In this life of mine, in delight of mine
Got the brightest sign, in the night I shine
For a better day, trying to get it each and every way
Lord forgive us please, let us pray, ‘cause