Like Woah - Logic

Aye, this that shit

I’m looking at you 6ix

I’ve been feeling like a…

I’ve been feeling like a mothafuckin' postman

Sending letters to the people

All this knowledge that I got, I’m like an old man

Hold up, wait now oh man!

Let me back up in this bitch

I’m platinum in this bitch, I’m rapping in this bitch

Running the game, yeah I’ve been lappin' in this bitch

You know it’s alright

Fuck around and they all might

Look at a brother different, I’ve been at it all night

I think I said it but I know I do it

This for everybody going through it

Like woah

Through it like woah

Through it like woah

Going through it like woah

You already know

You already know

Gotta get it like woah

In this bitch like woah

Get it like, like, like woah

Let’s go—uh, I’ma get it like woah

Back up in this mothafucka livin' like a goddamn king

Tell me money ain’t a thing now

30 thousand feet above the world right next to the wing

Too high to hear the birds sing now

All around the world and back again it’s finally happenin'

I’m lappin' in this luxury by nappin' in a big ass house

Chillin' with my homies on the West side, West side

Bringin' out my best side

I was on the road for like a quarter I was in and out the border

From London to Paris, yes it’s very extraordinary

Fuck around and took the bus and a ferry

Should’ve seen the itinerary

Then we made it back home like woah

Tell me how you’re feelin', higher than the ceilin'

I know I’ve been illin'

Probably wonder where I’m at, bitch I’ve been chillin'

Why they grillin'?

Yeah I’m still in like I never left

They know I had to go but then I brought it right back

Like woah

Do it like woah

Do it like woah

Going through it like woah

You already know

You already know

Gotta get it like woah

In this bitch like woah

Get it like, like, like woah

Let’s go—Uh, I’ma get it like woah

I get so high they wonder why no I can’t go away

I gotta hold my own, know that’s the only way

I’ve been vibin', let me guide em, I said I gotta know

I’ve been ridin' for so long I think that it’s time to go

Feeling like an addict that ain’t had it, up and at it in a minute

If it hadn’t been invented, my limit wouldn’t be infinite

I’m feeling like an infant in a womb, I’ma be here 'til the tomb

Lately I’ve been in my room

Lookin' and lookin' at records on the wall

Hold up—

Like woah

Yeah I hope we make it to fuckin' paradise and not die on the way there,

mothafucka…