Amen (Explicit) - Logic

Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Kyle Metcalfe/O'Kelly Isley Jr./Rudolph Isley/Ronald Isley/Tyler Gregory Okonma

Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Kyle Metcalfe/O'Kelly Isley Jr./Rudolph Isley/Ronald Isley/Tyler Gregory Okonma

This right here for anyone who ride with me

Heard me laugh watch me cry did time with me

In the game not just on the sideline with me

I'm a sinner I'll admit it but I got God with me

Been to Hell and back twice just to feel the burn

If your a*s don't fall down then you'll never learn

I just wanna be the best that I can be

I just wanna be me even if it sound naive

I thought acceptance from others it would set me free

But it didn't no

Oh no it never did

No matter what I say no matter what I give

Sometimes people make me question if I wanna live

We call that a dark day such a dark day

But I know tomorrow gon' come it gon' come my way

And I know in my heart it's going to be a better day

It's gon' be a better day

That's why I came here to say

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

We make plans and God laughs

Feel like the older I get the quicker time pass

Some people live in the past others live in a flask

Even your picture perfect life it could be gone in a flash

Texting on your way to work and now your brains on the dash

We all powerless

'Specially people think power last

I ain't cowardice but sometimes I wish I live behind a mask

'Cause facing this world it's such a rigorous task

It feel like the world wanna put me in the casket

Wish I was stronger wish I could just get past it

If you feelin' how I'm feelin' when the song play blast it

If you feelin' how I'm feelin' when hear this is let me get an

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

Amen Amen

This right here for anyone who ride with me

Heard me laugh watch me cry did time with me

In the game not just on the sideline with me

I'm a sinner I'll admit it but I got God with me

Came up on Section 8 and I made it yo mom look

Writin' these raps in a Louis Vuitton rhyme book

I never thought I'd make it out the hood and now I'm shook

I finally made it out my hood everybody look

I'm across the street waving where the grass is greener

Hating on how far I come I don't give a d**n Gina

This a celebration with no invitation

This the last one then I'm done permanent vacation

Only place I felt I belonged was Babel station

Cooking crack cooking crack for my generation

Now it's time to conclude the incredible true story a transformation

Salutations