Logic - Aquarius III (Single) lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic - Aquarius III Single lyrics]
(You you you you you, You you) , yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah (yeah) uh, uh, yeah, yeah
(You you you you you you you) uh, yeah
Uh, yeah (You you you you you you you)
Fuck all the bullshit
Dig from deep down inside
I wrote this sitting shotgun
In my favorite ride
Reflecting on memories from my childhood
Bringing a baby in this world
I hope my child good
All I ever gave a fuck about was my career
But all that shit out the window
Now that my son is here
Fuck sales and streams
None of that shit entails dreams
Fuck rap, fuck press
Fuck feeling like I'm less
If it ain't 'bout my happiness
Then I could give a fuck less
I remember window shopping
Now I'm shopping for windows for
My baby new room bobby coming soon
And that's the type of
Linе I would've second-guessеd
Putting on my shit before
Out of fear that they would
Hate 'cause they couldn't relate
'Cause it wasn't relevant
Give a fuck if it's evident
This right here is the evidence
I'm like Leo in Revenant, bear with me
You could tear me apart
But that won't take away the fact I
Wrote this shit from the heart
Where it's built from the start
Where it's finna stay
I've learned every day's a good day
Surrounded by people that love me
Don't want nothing from me but my happiness
Off the internet
That's when I'm at my happiest
Scrolling so much, my thumb fucked up
We call that carpal tunnel vision
Follow me like religion on
This course of collision feeling imprisoned
And this is my freedom through these lyrics
As I repeat them and beat 'em
Into my conscience like Adonis
All this lyricism straight to the dome
Like cocaine through the sinus
I think I finally found my paradise
That's word to Thomas
Yeah, uh, yeah (yeah) uh, uh, yeah, yeah
(You you you you you you you) uh, yeah
Uh, yeah (You you you you you you you)
Fuck all the bullshit
Dig from deep down inside
I wrote this sitting shotgun
In my favorite ride
Reflecting on memories from my childhood
Bringing a baby in this world
I hope my child good
All I ever gave a fuck about was my career
But all that shit out the window
Now that my son is here
Fuck sales and streams
None of that shit entails dreams
Fuck rap, fuck press
Fuck feeling like I'm less
If it ain't 'bout my happiness
Then I could give a fuck less
I remember window shopping
Now I'm shopping for windows for
My baby new room bobby coming soon
And that's the type of
Linе I would've second-guessеd
Putting on my shit before
Out of fear that they would
Hate 'cause they couldn't relate
'Cause it wasn't relevant
Give a fuck if it's evident
This right here is the evidence
I'm like Leo in Revenant, bear with me
You could tear me apart
But that won't take away the fact I
Wrote this shit from the heart
Where it's built from the start
Where it's finna stay
I've learned every day's a good day
Surrounded by people that love me
Don't want nothing from me but my happiness
Off the internet
That's when I'm at my happiest
Scrolling so much, my thumb fucked up
We call that carpal tunnel vision
Follow me like religion on
This course of collision feeling imprisoned
And this is my freedom through these lyrics
As I repeat them and beat 'em
Into my conscience like Adonis
All this lyricism straight to the dome
Like cocaine through the sinus
I think I finally found my paradise
That's word to Thomas