Logic - I Choose You lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic - I Choose You lyrics]
Alright, I'ma just like do it ayy
Chilling with the family, watch my baby grow
Gave up on all this rap shit to
Watch my baby grow
But, I gotta come back every now and
Then just to let y'all know
I need to rest I know
But, I just can't rest this flow
It's such a restless flow
This life is precious, yo
Been enjoying my sunshine as far as days go
I ain't here to profiteer
Hold up, step back, let me get this clear
I ain't making a dollar off
Of this mixtape here
I'm tryna rap top tier and drop ideas
Free music ain't had me this
Inspired in years 'cause
Dropping free music, it comes with many fears
I mean without a streaming service it's
Hard to catch any ears, but
I'm finally seeing plenty clear
I'd rather have the time of
My life sampling anything
I want and not make a single penny here
Yeah, I'm retired, record label fired
I'm hella admired
But this whole goddamn industry
Is fucking expired
"Logic, I thought you wasn't doing albums
You're a liar"
Shut the fuck up, this is a free mixtape
Your momma having your ass was
A god damn mistake
I've never felt this great at this rate
I might just tour off a whole fuckin' mixtape
Inglorious Basterd
I do a world tour plastered
Then drop volume two without it
Being mixed and mastered
I wrote this whole tape in a weekend
No upshift logic here to uplift
Can't clone the cloth I'm cut with
This that Datpiff, 2 Dope Boyz rap shit
2011, this song is sick, let's slap this
And when it comes to rap
I'm Tyson meets Cassius
'Til you see me in person and
Feel like you got catfished
But don't judge a book by it's cover
You know that white boy a brother
You know that, you know that, ayo
Ayy this the mixtape for the streets
I wrote this shit in graffiti
Food for thought for the needy
Never the greedy this my generation
I might just put this whole
Fuckin' shit out on CD
Chilling with my family watching TV
Sheneneh, she back at it
First memories of watching Martin
Way back when my daddy was a crack addict
Made a decision to put him out my life
I done had it
But, I think about him everyday
Wish we could have a relationship
But it ain't no way
'Cause, every time I set boundaries, shit
He wanna rip 'em away
I learned a lot from my dad
Like all the shit you shouldn't do
But now that I got my boy
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do
To be there for him
Care for him and share for him
Day he was born shit on the
Day I sold out the Forum
I wish he could meet his grandaddy
I'm so torn and well
I guess we all got family problems but
My life's good, my wife's good
I made it out the hood
And I'm always giving back like I should
I made it, now they know me
Acting like you owe me, fuck you, blow me
I help those who don't ask me for shit only
'Cause, when I needed a hand
You wasn't my man
Now they call me like "Ayy bruh
Remember way back when?"
I don't mean to condescend, but man
Don't fucking pretend
You wasn't with me when I was losing
Don't celebrate when I win
Chilling with the family, watch my baby grow
Gave up on all this rap shit to
Watch my baby grow
But, I gotta come back every now and
Then just to let y'all know
I need to rest I know
But, I just can't rest this flow
It's such a restless flow
This life is precious, yo
Been enjoying my sunshine as far as days go
I ain't here to profiteer
Hold up, step back, let me get this clear
I ain't making a dollar off
Of this mixtape here
I'm tryna rap top tier and drop ideas
Free music ain't had me this
Inspired in years 'cause
Dropping free music, it comes with many fears
I mean without a streaming service it's
Hard to catch any ears, but
I'm finally seeing plenty clear
I'd rather have the time of
My life sampling anything
I want and not make a single penny here
Yeah, I'm retired, record label fired
I'm hella admired
But this whole goddamn industry
Is fucking expired
"Logic, I thought you wasn't doing albums
You're a liar"
Shut the fuck up, this is a free mixtape
Your momma having your ass was
A god damn mistake
I've never felt this great at this rate
I might just tour off a whole fuckin' mixtape
Inglorious Basterd
I do a world tour plastered
Then drop volume two without it
Being mixed and mastered
I wrote this whole tape in a weekend
No upshift logic here to uplift
Can't clone the cloth I'm cut with
This that Datpiff, 2 Dope Boyz rap shit
2011, this song is sick, let's slap this
And when it comes to rap
I'm Tyson meets Cassius
'Til you see me in person and
Feel like you got catfished
But don't judge a book by it's cover
You know that white boy a brother
You know that, you know that, ayo
Ayy this the mixtape for the streets
I wrote this shit in graffiti
Food for thought for the needy
Never the greedy this my generation
I might just put this whole
Fuckin' shit out on CD
Chilling with my family watching TV
Sheneneh, she back at it
First memories of watching Martin
Way back when my daddy was a crack addict
Made a decision to put him out my life
I done had it
But, I think about him everyday
Wish we could have a relationship
But it ain't no way
'Cause, every time I set boundaries, shit
He wanna rip 'em away
I learned a lot from my dad
Like all the shit you shouldn't do
But now that I got my boy
There ain't a thing I wouldn't do
To be there for him
Care for him and share for him
Day he was born shit on the
Day I sold out the Forum
I wish he could meet his grandaddy
I'm so torn and well
I guess we all got family problems but
My life's good, my wife's good
I made it out the hood
And I'm always giving back like I should
I made it, now they know me
Acting like you owe me, fuck you, blow me
I help those who don't ask me for shit only
'Cause, when I needed a hand
You wasn't my man
Now they call me like "Ayy bruh
Remember way back when?"
I don't mean to condescend, but man
Don't fucking pretend
You wasn't with me when I was losing
Don't celebrate when I win