Street Dreams II

[Verse 1: 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, no, 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 and 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' about 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 and then we flip [Interlude Skit] *Car crash* 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! They got me! (*IV beep*) [Verse 2] He's bleeding 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 can 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 That blew 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 Screaming "Motherfuck the law" Next thing I saw was a block from my crib Think about my shorty, she my rib Pull up in the driveway No cops in sight but might just 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 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!) [Outro: Logic & Kevin Randolph] 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