Ghost in the Machine Logic (Ft. Phil Adé & Robert Ivory)

[Intro: Logic]
All the time
All the time
All the time, Rattpack, what up?
All the time
All the time
All the time, Rattpack
Back in the basement, homie
Way b—, way before the first placement, homie
Back in the basement, homie
Way b—, way before the first placement, homie

[Verse 1: Logic]
Yeah, time is a drug and that **** is finite (Now)
So that's why I write
About my present now, so clean
Grounded like a mezzaninе
Record raps like I'm a machine
Word to Major, homiе, what's ya flavor, homie?
College Park days, rocking Swaver, homie
Anonymity was free, but now they all know me
**** the money that I got
**** the money that I got
**** the Rollie that I got
**** the fame
Take it all away, now tell me, what I got?
First and foremost, my health, secondly, that's my family
I got tact, I got heart, I got it all but a Grammy
I got people that love me and some people that can't stand me
But no matter what they say, I know I am me
I'm a champ like N.O.R.E. in "Nothin'," way down in Miami
No, the game could never ban me
I'm a renegade like Em and Jay
Might as well be honest with what you say
'Cause no matter how you feel them **** people finna hate you anyway
This for the kid in a dorm room with a dream of his own
These haters that try to drown you, they won't leave you alone
But never give up the sight, always remember to fight
You never know what could happen, your life could change overnight
It happened to me, I ain't kiddin'
Way back in them days, man
Playing Call of Duty online, rockin' with FaZe Clan
Now I'm a millionaire with a dad bod and a couple grays, man
So keep it real all the time
And remember who you am, who you am