logic all i do Lyrics, singer by LOGIC
[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 feel 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 coucher 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
[hook]
[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 it
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, 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
[hook]
[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 people the 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
[hook]
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 feel 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 coucher 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
[hook]
[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 it
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, 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
[hook]
[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 people the 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
[hook]
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