Street Dreams II - Logic

Uh, suddenly I’m in the whip, with the gat, full clip

Out the blue, like a crip, doin' 90 on the backroad

Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the bat phone

I could hear it in her voice, know she just wasn’t alone

Then a voice I didn’t recognize

Said «If you wanna' see your wife alive, bring a million in cash and she’s

gonna survive»

Look at the clock, pitch black, it’s 11:05

Hung up the phone, you know I put that shit in hyper-drive

Then I call my homie 6ix to tell him I’ma need his help

I’ma be outside in five, get the gat under ya belt

Then I felt the sweat from my palm on the steering wheel

I tried to shake it, man, I can’t believe this shit is real

Heart pumping on the 101, this shit right here ain’t no fun

Live and die by the gun, get you some

Yeah, I pull up to the crib, pick up 6ix, now we out this bitch

Only thing that’s on my mind is «Put this fucker in a ditch»

Soon as I get there, boy, I’m lightin' up that ass

I’ma fill him with lead and they never finna count the cash

'Til I look up at the dash and realize I’m out of gas

So I stopped at the station, piss like probation

Tell my boy to fill up as I head inside to pay

Open the door and see a white guy at the counter named Clay

Pull out a 50 and told him to hurry

He movin' slow like he ain’t got a worry in the world

And a attitude;

maybe I was actin' rude

Hold up, if the person you love was kidnapped, what would you do?

He saw my gat in my jacket and froze

I told him I ain’t want no problem but he chose

To reach for the shotty anyway, so I blew him away

Just tryna get some gas, now his brain’s blast (uh)

Frozen, thinkin' 'bout what just happened, now it’s in the past

Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah, we out fast

See that red and blue flash, damn, the cops is on my ass (*Sirens*)

Hear them sirens, flashing lights in my rear view

This shit like a movie in a theater near you

120 now, I feel like OJ

(The cops are gonna get us)

No they won’t, everything will be okay

Swerve left, swerve right, now they almost out of sight

Finna pull under the bridge, they won’t spot me here at night

Slow it down, play it cool, mama, she ain’t raised no fool

Sit back, breathe slow, (Holy shit!), there they go

Man they found us, I don’t know how but they came around us

Fuck the police, no, they never do astound us

In the back of my mind, I know I gotta get the cash

It’s in my secret stash, wish I had another path

Out the window I can hear the bullets blast, wish I had a mask (*Gunshots*)

Make it to the crib, that’s my only task

Adrenaline in my body, could take on anybody

Coming down to the wire, they blew my tire then we flip

Freeze you motherfucker!

(*Gunshots*)

6ix, come on get up!

I’m shot, I’m shot!

What?

I’m shot!

(*Gunshots*)

Get the fuck on the ground!

Aww, fuck, fuck!

They got me!

He bleedin' slow, blood dripping from his torso

Will he ever get to see his son grow?

What’s the picture they gon' paint after he go?

Last song he ever sung when the bullet hit his lung

Man, I shoulda never called, he’d be alive if he ain’t come

All he tried to do was help save my wife

Wish I could’ve saved his life, I wish I could take it back

Now my best friend’s life curtain call, fade to black

It just ain’t no turning back, pulled out the gat

And put a bullet through the man in blue and it came out his back

Jump in the whip, no looking back

First time in the front seat of that white and black

Side streets through the city, ain’t nobody fucking with me

Yeah, you know I had to duck 'em all, screamin' «Motherfuck the law»

Next thing I saw was a block from my crib

Thinkin' 'bout my shorty, she my rib

Pull up in the driveway

No cops in sight but just might somehow pull up my way

Open the stash, get the cash, now I’m back out

So I put the Audi in reverse and then I back out

Look at the addy in the text with my girl whereabouts

Five minutes later, now I’m creeping in a warehouse

Lot of goons, lot of guns, now I’m shooting just for fun

I don’t give a fuck where they come from, I’m killing everyone

Finally make it to the back, all alone, pitch black

Hear a sound, what was that?

Think it came from over there

Lights on, now I see my wife, she’s tied up to a chair

With a gun to her head and a man gripping her hair

All I did was stop and stare, he took the gag out of her mouth

And she started calling my name (Bobby!) but didn’t seem to be in pain

Really shaken up (Bobby!), I felt like I was waking up

So I shot him quick in the neck and he hit the floor (Bobby)

Before I untied her, I shot him four more times

Put a bullet in his spine, was he dead?

(Bobby!) Let’s see (Bobby!)

Staring at the man, gun in his hand, it couldn’t be (Bobby!)

The man who kidnapped my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)

Bobby!

What?

What—what?

Man, get your ass up nigga, we at the studio!

Say what?

Damn, man.

C’mon, hurry up, man!

What’s wrong with you?

Wake up, here.

Come on

Wait, we’re at the studio right now?

We’re here already?

Damn, man, since you started smoking weed you always fucking late!

Man, shut the fuck up Kev

Stoney Bob neck ass