OCD (with Dwn2earth)

In the field, ballin' with the team (with the team, oh yeah)

In the field, ballin' with the team

OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean

Old school whips, seein' new things (skrrt, skrrt)

Rollin' up, got a few flamed

New Prada shoes, no shoestrings (skrrt, skrrt)

Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang

We was just dreamers, smokin' litas

On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us

In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!)

Feel like ODP, feeling OCD (skrrt, skrrt!)

Out this universe, D.C.

Goin' so hard, make it look easy

Put the squad, zone 3 (zone 3)

We so cold, wrist on freeze

Roll it up for me, get high (get high)

If you feel me, put your hands to the sky (hands to the sky)

Break it down, roll it up for me, get high

Nothin' else matters up until the day I die

Wanna move my loved ones out the South Side

If you look up, you might see us in the sky (sky so high)

If you look up, you might see us in the sky (in the sky)

Time is undefeated, in the end, it beats us all

My daddy, my momma, myself, we all destined to fall

Currently, the most important thing within my life is balance

I ain't talkin' commas and zeros or monetary

Talkin' self-worth, put yourself first, don't worry 'bout the worst

But when you in this position, it's hard to make selfish decisions

Got enough bread, I'ma eat, but what about the rest my team?

They good and all, but I mean, if I disappeared from the scene

Then what's gon' happen? What's gon' happen?

In a hotel writin' rhymes before I headline in a festival

But all that's runnin' through my mind is bottom lines and decimals

So focused on the brand sometimes forget about the Man

Reflectin' in the mirror with this pen in his hand

99 percent of these people will never understand, supply and demand

'Cause I'm in the public eye, they think they know who I am

In the field, ballin' with the team (with the team, oh yeah)

In the field, ballin' with the team

OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean

Old school whips, seein' new things (skrrt, skrrt)

Rollin' up, got a few flamed

New Prada shoes, no shoestrings (skrrt, skrrt)

Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang

We was just dreamers, smokin' litas

On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us

In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!)

Feel like ODP, feeling OCD (skrrt, skrrt!)

"Oh, shit, it's Logic! Can I have a picture?" They don't give a damn

Soon as they see me, they clench the device that's in they hand

Don't even say hello, more like, "Can I get one for the 'Gram?"

That's when I be like, "Fuck no, but you can shake my hand

Let's have a conversation, talk about life man-to-man

You disappointed, I can read your body language like a paragraph"

"Logic, yeah, that's cool and all, but I'd much prefer a photograph

I mean, can I have a photograph?"

Goddamn, all these people nowadays are so unusual

They'd rather snap a pic with you to go get more likes than usual

Than have a conversation, back in the basement with no placement

Couldn't ever fathom talkin' to my favorite rapper that way

I'm just an entity, my DNA not my identity

Findin' serenity, become a better man, I better be

For the child in my baby momma stummy, never crummy

We can make bread, tryna be the greatest, that shit been dead

I'm tryna be the happiest that I can be instead

I'm tryna get ahead like a fetus, money don't complete us

Or defeat us, it can lead us to depression

Bein' rich is not a blessin', fame is not a blessin'

Wasn't 'til I was rich and famous I learned that lesson

What's the meanin' of life? To live it, what I'm guessin', yeah

In the field, ballin' with the team (with the team, oh yeah)

In the field, ballin' with the team

OCD 'cause I'm ridin' so clean

Old school whips, seein' new things (skrrt, skrrt)

Rollin' up, got a few flamed

New Prada shoes, no shoestrings (skrrt, skrrt)

Closet full of kicks like Liu Kang

We was just dreamers, smokin' litas

On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us

In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!)

Feel like ODP, feeling OCD (skrrt, skrrt!)

Social media may cause depression