Logic — Treehouse

[Intro] Woo Yeah [Verse 1] I am the plug Deep in your mind like the dopest of drugs Don't go to the club Unless they gon' pay me to go to the club 45 minutes to Vegas inside of the PJ we're turning it up (It up) Jump in the Beemer You better believe that I'm ready to fuck shit up (Aye) I am the plug I am the person who supply the drugs I don't do this for the money I do this shit for the love For the love of my daughter The love of my momma The love of my life, drugs Was the only escape from inside of the inner city, if I make enough then I can finally get out of this place Finally... Another one dead Another one dead, shot in his head By the police All over some bread [Chorus] So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse I've been zoning, I've been zoning I can feel it right now All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out My anxiety is kickin' and we 'bout to be out, like So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse I've been zoning, I've been zoning I can feel it right now All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out My anxiety is kickin' and we 'bout to be out, like [Bridge] One day I was walking home Holding mama's hand When I spotted a man with a gun in his hand [Verse 2] Now momma dead Watch as she bled Shit fucked me up Now I'm not right in the head Now I dance Dance all night Dance for men with money to supply that white Now I dance I dance all night Left-handed but I'm not alright Stuck in my ways Guess I'll never learn Drugs killed my momma now it's my turn [Outro] Ha, that's what's up! (uh) Don't give a fuck If I ain't give that bitch a bullet I might'a give her the nut (uh)