OCD

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, rockin' litas On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!) Feel like ODB, feeling OCD (skrrt, skrrt!) Out this universe, D.C Goin' so hard, make it look easy Put the squad, 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 (balance) 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 Ninety-nine 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, rockin' litas On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!) Feel like ODB, 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 never 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, rockin' litas On the low, rollin' weed up, now they see us In that drop-top Beamer (skrrt, skrrt!) Feel like ODB, feeling OCD (skrrt, skrrt!) Social media may 'cause depression