[Intro] \"Ayo, shout out to Black Diamond. I got them Nikes on my feet as we speak, homie. Shout out to Mac... Miller...\"
[Hook] All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny? I'm one of a kind
[Verse 1] My name is Logic, if you don't know by now, I'm always on my grind And at this moment in time, I’m on a roll when I write this rhyme Sitting behind Raheem Devaughn while he’s passed out 'Bout to hit the station 'fore our gas is out Look outside the window, I see shorties with they asses out Oh my, good god you know we fly They dreaming out the window watch how buildings pass me by See I ain’t signed but at this point in time I feeling like the 3-6-8th Wonder of the world, just might steal your girl All I do is rhyme and get money, that’s my repertoire Holla at honeys, \"Voulez-vous voucher avec moi, ce soir?\" Baby what’s the deal, have you ever heard of some shit so real? (Cudi what up?) It’s going down, feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down, while the rest of the world just stare
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[Verse 2] This is the joint that when you hear it you like, \"That’s my shit!\" Maybe at a house party while you getting lit Or while you cruising round town riding in a whip One thing’s for sure, you better get all of your friends hip If a shorty like my music, then she a (bobbysoxer) Got a booty, know how to use it, homie yes I rocks her The second I jump on a stage, I’m rocking it, ain’t nobody stopping it Whoever goes on after me, I’m sorry, you ain’t topping it It’s going down, feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down, while the rest of the world just stare
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[Verse 3] Ever since I was a youngin I knew I’d break in the game While you worshipped other rappers that leave you less entertained I was strategizing, before the people knew my name Fame, but I sell it sane on the road to success Bumping Jay in the H.O.V. lane Searching for wisdom in women but only getting brain Yo quiero dormir contigo mi amorcito I know we fight, but that’s poquito Unless you do me foul like a free throw, then we’re finito