Logic — Letters of Logic

[Verse] Coming up in the game, ain't never be the same Fuck a album, drop the tape Now they know your name Ain't no need to sign a deal just to get the fame So you're relying and these record labels wanna tame Your art, the written, the grammar Just to own your name On the green, mine call it the road to fame Remember when you was a little boy? Hair brushed and your right here rapping in front of your toys? And ever now and then it would get your momma annoyed And even though you don't talk, she proud of you, boy Remember when you were Shakespeare in the school play? And she would make you memorize lines every day? That's how you memorize rap lines to this day And even though your father wasn't there, you had Jay Nas, Pac, and Eminem The play gettin' stronger every day Thanks to Kanye Started by touching the sky and now you on the moon Writin' for hours every day inside of your room I swear to God, if you keep it up, yeah it's coming soon I swear to God, if you keep it, yeah it's coming soon It's really hard when you're all alone Thoughts racing inside of your dome After three years, you and your girl split up Woulda put a ring on that finger, but had to give up And now you're ready to live up to your genius While all these money hungry bitches on your [dick], yeah And if you get it, you better never forget it, that I did it Showed you how to hit it now you comin' in the game So you better summit, give it your all if you really want it Con-sole to the game, so you better run it Yeah