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Don Toliver - Logic Ft Don Toliver Lyrics

[Intro: Don Toliver]
All I do is rob, all I do is get this money, all I do is grind, play shows and chill with honies, all I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny, I'm one of a kind. 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?
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I'm one of a kind Me, I'm speed racing, never hesitation Check your speculation, young nigga been amazing He gave you dope and you take it, you wonder why niggas hatin' I got my mask on like Jason, I got that work in the basement And I'm the one they be chasin', look at the things that I'm facin' I fell in love with the money, she changed her bio to take it And bitch, I need extra bacon, flavor, wait till we make it Let her see when she naked, all this money I'm takin' And my ass be on Asian, granddaddy, I'm blazin' Went and skipped out on the regular and got me occasion I'm just tryna get fly for the new occasion Fucked your bitch so good, she in a new arrangement Nigga playin' cool like we really strangers But to sum it all up, a young nigga used to fuck Now I never give a fuck, and that's for you stupid fucks And you couldn't get a buck from my neighbors Servin' these joints to my neighbors She fucked the whole crew for some favor She know a young nigga got flavor I signed a cop off of this paper Then he got me on a skyscraper Sayin' that pussy now or later I ain't comin' back though, so I'ma do it later And I'm one nigga sittin' while we rockin' alligator, that's real
[Refrain: Don Toliver]
All I do is rhyme, all I do is get bitch 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 All I do is rhyme, all I do is get bitch 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 2: Yung Josh]
Started from the bottom like a man Got my grams up and wasn't even in a plan Ranked the bad bitches off with fat sacks Cause I can't, we the boys in the hood But they treat us like the man I can smoke about a million blunts off the Xan If she don't suck dick, she probably don't got a man If your name ain't Young Josh, chances are you're not the man Bitch control your bitch, bitch control your man You can tell I'm gon' shoot by how I hold it in my hand Shoot you in your head, then start bustin' at your mans Yung Josh, bitch, I'm southwest, tail to death I said it's Yung Josh, bitch, I'm southwest, tail to death They don't really hear me though, they don't hear me clearly ho Numbers don't lie, bitch, check the cereal Killin' this shit like my first name's cereal I can take your shine and make sure this ain't your year at all Talkin' bout pounds, nigga, I can get a million off All black Camaro, nigga, I can take that ceiling off She on her knees, she midget tall, she suck me till my dick is off Then I get right back to the grind like she didn't talk Don't wanna hear that talkin', man, we'll buy it like a auction, man One shot from that chopper, gon' remove him like a carpet stain They done got me started, man, I got sauce like tarted, man Fuck women wrong and get ugly like Charlamagne Niggas wanna copy this, niggas ain't poppin' shit Just for the bread, I'm at your head, cosmetologist Gotta do it big, cause the money what I gotta get Any track, I'ma spit, me and CT got this shit You dig?
[Outro: Don Toliver]
Southwest