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Logic - Keanu Reeves (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
Aaron Gomez
Aaron Gomez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6ix
6ix
Producer
AG
AG
Producer
Robert Campbell
Robert Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Karl Wingate
Karl Wingate
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy At the Garden, sitting courtside, look around like "Oh my God" I just sold this motherfucker out, I ain't even try I ain't one to floss, but I got plaques, run it back Once I touchdown, I go "deep" like a running back Just jumped on the private jet and rolled a joint Played the beat then wrote that joint Wrote a whole movie, then I sold that joint Fuck Illuminati, that boy 6ix got my back 6ix made this beat, 6ix bring the heat you got on repeat Word on the street Can't no one compete, I'm spectacular That boy got the sauce on the RAGÚ-lar I don't play no games 'less we talkin' Fortnite Finally knew I made it, sittin' at the red light When them soccer moms pull up in they van while I ride Like "Oh my God, children, it's the 1-800 guy" But my door's suicide, yeah, I'm too alive Bitch, I have arrived, everybody know I'm one hell of a guy I ain't tryna fuck your girl, I'm tryna fuck your mama Fuck the drama, bank account got a extra comma Yeah, they sweat me like the sauna Red carpet in my own merch, like that shit is designer Did you know I'm mixed like Obama? It ain't a project if Logic ain't talkin' 'bout being biracial Bicoastal, I'm platinum, go postal, I'm snappin' Yeah, you know Bobby, but prolly only know my new shit That trap shit, that cool shit, but they all know that fool spit I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy Yeah, you know you made it when they make a meme for ya Haters that never made it, I'm living the dream for ya Roll up, grab the kush and then roll up Hold up, better give me what I want when I show up You know what I do, not who coming through How 'bout you? Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool I don't fuck with nobody like mean girls in high school I don't give a damn that I'm famous Why it seem like every single celebrity shameless, it's dangerous Got 50 million, but my swag on food stamps All these models poppin' bottles, bitch, I ain't tryna dance She said, "No, I don't wanna pay my bills" I need a hardworking woman with respect who will This for everybody who ain't made it yet Got five degrees and six figures in debt Follow your dreams hoe, follow your-, follow your-, uh Somebody calling your, uh, it's destiny Hold up with the turn up for a second man, who's testing me? I got so much power, don't know why the heavens blessing me PLP, I think that is the recipe So I'ma take a moment, use my power for good Fuck the bullshit, do what you love and get out the hood I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy
Writer(s): Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury, Aaron Gabriel Gomez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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