[Intro: Unknown]
If you're looking for incredible wordplay with many categories, this is where you find it

[Verse 1: Logic]
Yeah
Grindin' and grindin', you'll never get to this height
My distance is out of sight
Over your head like satellite, get it right
Your bitch on my dick so now you wanna fight
I'm flyer than flight
When I shine they don't know if it's day or night
Flow for spite, because they said I couldn't do it, now who right?
Flow for spite, they said I couldn't rap because I'm white
It don't matter if you black or purple, my flow is biracial
Yes, I fuck with honeys of every color so I'm bifacial
And when I get it, I got it, you know it's done
They outplaying my shit like the music award re-runs
Constantly, my style, it changes like every season
Chill for the winter, and feel good for the springtime
And when it comes to some of the heat that you feel is my lines
But afterwards, I let 'em fall like my predecessors
One-hit wonders, but now y'all all know who the best is

[Chorus]
I wanna be number one, no doubt, numero uno
Gettin' money and makin' that music, homie, you know
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna be number one, no doubt, numero uno
Gettin' money and makin' that music, homie, you know
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna do it 'til I die
[Verse 2: Logic & Unknown]
When I step up on the stage, everybody gettin' loud
Call me double 07 because I bomb with the crowd
Said he rhymin' with the rest of 'em
Up there with the best of 'em
No style could compare like Marc Jacobs is dressin' 'em
Inside of the booth, that's my only safe haven
Flyer than a 747 out the record, yeah
You know the flow abstract
Keep your toes close to my six-pack so I'm abs-strapped
Nah, but it sounded tight, right? Yellow

[Chorus]
I wanna be number one, no doubt, numero uno
Gettin' money and makin' that music, homie, you know

[Verse 3: Logic]
I breathe for this, I sleep for this, I write for this, I eat for this
Been lookin' for it my whole life, hide and seek with this
Tag, you're it, eat rappers like sulfuric acid
The beat is like my father but it has to raise a bastard
'Cause after it is mastered I send it right to the casket
Hah, you know I kill it

[Chorus]
I wanna be number one, no doubt, numero uno
Gettin' money and makin' that music, homie, you know
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna be number one, no doubt, numero uno
Gettin' money and makin' that music, homie, you know
I wanna do it 'til I die
I wanna do it 'til I die
[Outro]
'Til death do us part