Breath Control (Clean)

Breath Control (Clean) - Logic/Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)

Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Nicholas Smith/Cameron Thomaz/Ronald LaTour

Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Nicholas Smith/Cameron Thomaz/Ronald LaTour

Wiz Khalifa：

Everything that I have I'm thankin' God for it now

I'm takin' all of my trees proceed to breakin' it down

Though we're f**kin' with ground levels we in the clouds

Stay reclinin' my seat smokin' lean in the back

Livin' like rock and roll but still doing this rap music

Movin' through stats always movin' the crowd

If Wiz Khalifa's on your campus then I'm probably smokin' loud

With a banger comin' out talkin' bout

Keep your cool so we don't hear the hate and doubt

They just mad 'cause they ain't make it to the clouds

Tried they best but they just ain't gettin' accounted for

We ain't goin' back and forth I ain't just start

Multiple trends I open doors

Provided a style for you and yours

I made the class you studied the course

Game's to be sold not told all that you could afford it

Make sure the private plane cold as soon as I board it

More concerned with stocks and mortgages than little boy s**t

Famous girl she on my line she need a d**k appointment

Logic/Wiz Khalifa：

Yeah yeah

Haha

Logic：

Tell me who really want it

Everything that they talking about I already done it

Don't f**k with their narrative and how they spun it

Like Clive Campbell I'ma set an example

My flow ample over this sample

Leave the beat trampled never one to ramble

Head to toe in that camo blowing up trees like Rambo

This is the way b***h I'm repping that Mando

Got a lot of money don't need a Lambo

Back in the day I was in a minivan though

Back in the day I was in a minivan oh

Sippin' on something and whippin' it slow

2010 I remember when I was living in my godmother's in G-Burg

That's my word

Bumping Mac Miller K.I.D.S. Kush & O-J Wiz

Look in the mirror I'm hoping it's his day

Give a f**k what the kids say

Logic bringin' it back to the rap s**t

That 2 d**e Boyz DatPiff

Yeah yeah

Give a f**k about a rap list

One in a million I'm on that list

On the map like a atlas

Talk s**t get hit with a fat lip

Smoking that buddha then dip in the p***y

We call it the catnip

Run the game like a 3090 leave 'em all behind me

Step back motherf**ker don't try me

'Cause I'm me you know it's Logic

Funkmaster Flex：

Haha haha

Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah y-y-yeah

Hahaha

Funkmaster Flex Funkmaster Flex Funkmaster Flex

Crazy don't try to rap along

It'll try to recite you

Don't waste your time hahaha

I know no one else can't do that I already know

I know that