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A Letter to My Younger Self (feat. Logic)

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A Letter to My Younger Self


I know you're scared leavin' this home
But you're not that used to livin' alone
You're not that used to speakin' your mind
You're too used to waiting in line
For others, that's okay, don't think about it
Every second that you do, you dude, you don't doubt it
Every minute that you let them win is time wasted
Every hour you're not present, I'm sayin', I'm sayin', ah

Don't get too far in your own head when you shout
We'll smile in front of all the things we used to worry about
And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out
How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps (Yeah)

Feelin' down, keep your head up
Depression got a hold of me and I don't wanna get up
Got a hunger deep inside of me, and now I'm gettin' fed up
I ain't talkin' 'bout the money, I don't need to get the bread up
Talk about your pen game, talk about your passion
Fuck all the pop shit, get back to rappin'
I'm plugged from the internet, no, you don't need to tap in
Don't post every time somethin' in your life happen
Save up for the album, way better outcome
Take all the time in the world and then some
Focus on the writin' and the bars, fuck the income
Fuck a filler line, shit been done (Sinatra)
Now my mind state feelin' more 2014
But I'm way more polished, 2020 too clean
Tracklist done, yeah, the tracklist done
But I just might wait 'til 2021
'Cause I wanna love every single day with my son
So the fans can wait if they know that it's great
If I takin' my time and perfectin' the rhyme
'Cause this ain't that "Who can relate? ", it's a movement, it's fate
Now my mind in a state, in a place it ain't been in a minute
I saw that DeLorean and I hopped in it
Boy, this is a passion I haven't felt in like forever
Man, fuck it, whatever, I know I feel better
I know that the music is better 'cause I'm finally under no pressure

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps

Don't get too far in your own head when you shout
We'll smile in front of all the things we used to worry about
And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out
How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps

Compositores: William Ernest Lobban Bean (Beat Locker), Robert Bryson Ii Hall (Sir Robert Bryson Ii Hall), Roget Chahayed, Mikael Marvin Temrowski (Quinn Xcii), Imad Roy El-amine (Imad El Amine)
ECAD: Obra #26011862

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