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Artiste : Logic
Titre : Out of Sight
What

We gon´ make it, knock on wood
We gon´ make it, knock on wood
Used to wish that I could ball, yeah, I used to wish I could

Fifty thousand on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet
Yeah, I´m only 29, but I still ain´t hit my peak
´Cause I (What), uh, I´m out of sight
Quarter million for a ´67, yeah, I think I might, uh (What)
I think I did, God damn, think I did
Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib
Then I dig up in the rib (What)

We gon´ make it, knock on wood
We gon´ make it, knock on wood (What)
Used to wish that I could ball
Yeah, I used to wish I could
Now with millions in the bank
My only question is I should (What)
Scared money don´t make none, yeah, I"m good
Fifty fifty on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet

Yeah, I´m only 29, but I still ain´t hit my peak
Put a bullet through your sheet, put your body in the earth
Like a cleat, like a (What, what), like a cleat
Bobby gon´ body the beat, then you know he gon´ repeat
´Cause I´m what? Out of sight
´Cause I´m (What), I´m out of sight
Quarter million for a ´67, yeah, I think I might, uh
I think I did, hold up now, I think I did
Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib
Then I dig up in the rib
Fifty million in the bank, hundred million on my mind
If I die tomorrow, at least I done had one hell of a time
Switch the flow up when I rhyme

Switch the flow up when I rhyme
People throwin´ shade ´cause I shine
Fifty thousand in the pot, I just threw in twenty blind
Shooting craps in the alley, I bet all the food stamps
Now my house in the valley make me wanna do the dance, like

We gon´ make it, knock on wood
We gon´ make it, knock on wood
Used to wish that I could ball, yeah, I used to wish I could
Fifty thousand on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet
Yeah, I´m only 29, but I still ain´t hit my peak
´Cause I (What), uh, I´m out of sight
Quarter million for a ´67, yeah, I think I might, uh (What)

I think I did, God damn, I think I did
Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib
Then I dig up in the rib (What)
We gon´ make it, knock on wood
We gon´ make it, knock on wood (What)
People always told me I would never make it out my hood
Yeah, I made it, knock on wood
Now I made it, knock on wood
All the money we makin´ keep circulatin´ like it should

What, what
What, what