Celebration

Ayy, it's a celebration, **

Came a long way from bus stops and washing dishes

From rags to **

Stovetop to Mastro's, man, this ** is delicious

People denying my past like that ** is fictitious

I'm Spike Spiegel, but I'm known to be vicious

I get under people's skin like stitches

No strings attached, I just let it dissolve

Give it time and then let it resolve

It's been a minute now, my style feeling infinite now

Used to people pulling me down, it ain't ** to me now

Don't let it get to me now

Threw out my phone, they can't get to me now

Keep it humble, but love to get big head

Bad ** wanna ** me, I get money instead

I mean what's rap without a little braggadocio?

** people telling me to rap just how I'm supposed to

Most people wanna tell you what to do

'Cause it's what they wanna do if they had an opportunity to

But too scared

That's why they live vicariously through you

Logic, what you should do is rap like

Uh, uh, nah, I'd rather not

That's why I'm in a mansion and you sleeping on a cot

But you still study everything I drop

Too many people wanna tell you what you can and cannot

Go to school, get a job, get married and have kids

People gon' tell you what to do for long as you live

Break the cycle, and shoot for the stars, Moonwalk like Michael

To be a leader, first, you gotta be a disciple

(It's a celebration)

For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (it's a celebration, y'all)

If you wanna try to eat, **, this my time (it's a celebration)

For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes

You wanna try to eat, **, this my time

Ayy, it's a celebration, y'all, celebration now

Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrating my style

It's a celebration, y'all, celebration now (yeah)

Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrate the style

Look

I can't front, we was hyped up for some nosebleeds

Now we sitting courtside, still posted in my white tee

I'm a Golden State Warrior when I'm spittin' this

Like KD from MD, that's Monstrose, so venomous

You know it's me, Silas never jumpin' for your ** **

I'm hopping on a plane, that's first class

'Member back in the day, we used to fast

Had no money in the bank account

My cousin showed me, pushing weight

Almost stabbed at the transit in the dead of the night

These **ing zombies, but really that's beyond me

Tryna live my dreams from everything that I seen as a young man

So if you see me rapping, know I got the upper hand

But on the other hand, you see a couple rubber bands

And now Logic really out here makin' dreams come true

Bobby Boy Records spitting thorough

Every time I grab the mic, I'm paintin' murals

Doing shows in other countries, coming back with Euros

This that type of flow that really make your girl go

I'm marvelous, I'm all of this

That's why your girl all on my **

I make 'em cum, boy, you make 'em sick

My net worth get the bank grossed out

No I.D. up on the beat, but 6ix, he killing, no doubt

This a revelation, memories when I drive the M5 or the bus station

I have evolved, you's a motherfuckin' crustacean

What more can I say? Run it back and they hit replay

Bobby Boy Records, yeah, we celebratin' all day

(It's a celebration)

For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (it's a celebration, y'all)

If you wanna try to eat, **, this my time (it's a celebration)

For the beat, the rhymes, the streets, the dimes (it's a celebration)

You wanna try to eat, **, this my time

Ayy, it's a celebration, y'all, celebration now

Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrating my style

It's a celebration, y'all, celebration now

Wherever I go in the nation, they celebrate the style

Logic and his crew played chess mercilessly throughout the album's creation