Here - Logic Remix

I guess right now you've got the last laugh

I'm sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I'm not listenin', or I'm indifferent
Truly I ain't got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it
But really I would rather be at home all by myself
Not in this room with people who don't even care about my well-being
I don't dance, don't ask
I don't need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party

I'll be here
Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who's hollerin', I can hardly hear
Over this music I don't listen to
And I don't wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I'll be over here

Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here
Oh, oh, oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?"
Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here

Tell me they love it, they want me, they need me
Surrounded inside of this room by the gritty
It seems like these women is needy
But all they've been wantin' and needin' is money
She callin' me honey, I know that she lyin'
And all she want from me is everything high end
The ladder, the ladder, she love it, she climbin' above it
The higher she gets, she gets no vision from it
The second she plummets she's gon' be right here
The second she plummets she's gon' be right here
At the bottom with killers and dealers
Now they say that diamonds' forever but never explain
That the diamonds fillin' up your safe cannot fill up the pain

I hope you'll understand that I'll be here

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here
Oh, oh, oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?"
Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here
And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here

Hours later congregatin' next to the refrigerator
Some girl talkin' 'bout her haters, she ain't got none
How did it ever come to this?
I should've never come to this
So holla at me, I'll be in the car when you're done

I'm stand-offish, don't want what you're offerin'
And I'm done talkin', awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they're ready that I'm ready
And I'm standin' by the TV with my beanie low

Yo, I'll be over here
Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here
Oh, oh, oh, I asked myself, "What am I doin' here?"
Oh, oh, oh here, oh, oh, oh here
And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here

(Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, Warren Felder, Samuel T. Gerongco, Robert T. Gerongco, Andrew Wansel, Coleridge Tillman, Terence Po Lun Lam, Alessia Caracciolo
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