Treehouse

By Logic

Released on May 1, 2020

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[Intro]

Woo

Yeah


[Verse 1]

I am the plug

Deep in your mind like the dopest of drugs

Don't go to the club

Unless they gon' pay me to go to the club

45 minutes to Vegas inside of the PJ we're turning it up (It up)

Jump in the Beemer

You better believe that I'm ready to fuck shit up (Aye)

I am the plug

I am the person who supply the drugs

I don't do this for the money

I do this shit for the love

For the love of my daughter

The love of my momma

The love of my life, drugs

Was the only escape from inside of the inner city, if I make enough then I can finally get out of this place

Finally...

Another one dead

Another one dead, shot in his head

By the police

All over some bread


[Chorus]

So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse

I've been zoning, I've been zoning

I can feel it right now

All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out

My anxiety is kickin' and we 'bout to be out, like

So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse

I've been zoning, I've been zoning

I can feel it right now

All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out

My anxiety is kickin' and we 'bout to be out, like


[Bridge]

One day I was walking home

Holding mama's hand

When I spotted a man with a gun in his hand


[Verse 2]

Now momma dead

Watch as she bled

Shit fucked me up

Now I'm not right in the head

Now I dance

Dance all night

Dance for men with money to supply that white

Now I dance

I dance all night

Left-handed but I'm not alright

Stuck in my ways

Guess I'll never learn

Drugs killed my momma now it's my turn


[Outro]

Ha, that's what's up! (uh)

Don't give a fuck

If I ain't give that bitch a bullet I might'a give her the nut (uh)