Logan Wood - Delivery

No loops
No drum pattern bullshit
One sample on the entire project
These melodies and rhythms are all me, every beat and lyric
It's stupid how I even needa give a disclaimer like that nowadays
And peep the lyricism too, y'all sleepin' on it

Like the pressure rose
I'm the next to blow
I ain't ever gon' lie if you know me
Slick with the rhymes, keep it lowkey
No amazon but I smoke trees
Ain't in my prime but paying no fees
Delivery, Delivery
Fly myself out overseas
(Hey Hey)
I'm in Mariana's T
Like the pressure rose
I'm the next to blow

I ain't ever gon' lie if you know me
At the Bellagio to blow G's
Spit like a fountain, water show free's
Shoutout Lebron cuz the flow heat
Ain't makin' waves out in L.A. yet but don't sleep
My syrup's Maple fuck the prescription-al labels
I do not fuck with codeine
Will not O.D. unless you talkin' overdrive
Overnight, I could write a fuckin' book of rhymes
Call me the doctor
Cuz you know I, been Seussing up, sleuthing up tryna find
The next rhyme to define my flow
Stress high but I'll thrive fosho
Cheques fly but I'll ride boat
Cuz I like to coast

So
Like the pressure rose
I'm the next to blow
I ain't ever gon' lie if you know me
Slick with the rhymes, keep it lowkey
No amazon but I smoke trees
Ain't in my prime but paying no fees
Delivery, Delivery
Fly myself out overseas
(Hey Hey)
I'm in Mariana's T
Like the pressure rose
I'm the next to blow

I ain't ever gon' lie
If you know me, you know I'm gon' try
To break in the game with an all time high score
My core's an Intel 9
I absorb the flame, brain's on fire
Wired cortex, a main frame pyre
I ain't for deaths but slay empires
Of rhymes with more specs than Ray Ban buyers
(Ay)
I don't count stacks
I don't count racks
I don't even wonder where they at
I ain't even gotta do the math
Numbers speak for themselves on the track
One to beat but don't tell where I'm at
I'm doing fine, on the road speeding by
I'm, on my own feeding time

Like the pressure rose
I'm the next to blow, blow, blow, blow up
Off my grind just a lil so what
But I'm back on time like a minute showed up
On the shot clock I'm finna hit the whole buzz
All this mine so ya better show love
From the beats to rhymes, man I hit the quota
Got fans going wild like Minnesota
You the man sometimes but you'll never gon' get it like me
Never gon' set the high beam
When the road's only thing that I see
Slide in the off white, going alright flowing all night might be a spitting I V
Four lines all I need to maul my enemies to point where you check their ID
Never gon' stall, I'm like a fault line - get to moving on a tall climb, ain't no Ivy
Uh
I'm a new hope on a new slope for the rap game with a smooth flow
Ain't DMX + Lil B, why is you so
Obsessed with comparing me to those in the best
When I barely been through shows
But I guess it's a very deep view though
Killing this twice like I'm burying tombstones
Bitch you're too below, me

Let it breathe
I been rapping for like 3, minutes straight
On an interstate
Ain't in it for the profit, but I inner vate
While I'm eating' outta pocket for my dinner plate
Don't wanna see nobody stop me so I been up late
Don't want a Big Orange benz, but I wanna see L.A

Now I'm on the scene all day
Everybody wanna be all fake
I see all praise like a church hall, let it be all fate
My friends finna be all paid
Never benched but we don't play
Murdering my beats
They DOA when I spit say "he gon' lay the track down"
Got a P.I. ego mane
Circle the game like arenas I'll be on stage in
Hype crowds, fine spliffies
Turn the lights down when we ride litty
My style gettin' kinda drippy
But ain't iced out like my city, in the wintertime
Won't crack but there been snow
Hold back but I still blow the competition away
And that's 10-fold
Back with a mint flow so
How's that for an intro?

Written by:
Logan Wood

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