Logic - Celebration (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Logic - Celebration (en) Lyrics
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Ayy, it's a celebration, bitches
Came a long way from bus stops
and washing dishes
From rags to bitches
Stovetop to Mastro's, man,
this shit is delicious
People denying my past like
that shit 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 shit 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 bitches wanna fuck me,
I get money instead
I mean what's rap without
a little braggadocio?
Fuck 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
For the beat, the rhymes, the
streets, the dimes (It's
a celebration, y'all)
You wanna try to eat, motherfucker,
this my time (It's a celebration)
For the beat, the rhymes,
the streets, the dimes
You wanna try to eat, motherfucker,
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
Montrose, so venomous
You know it's me, Silas never
jumpin' for your bitch ass
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 fucking 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 spittin' 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 dick
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 kill it, 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
For the beat, the rhymes, the streets,
the dimes (It's a celebration)
It's a celebration, y'all,
celebration now
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