Nice For What lyrics - Drake

[Big Freedia:]
I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight
Hold on, hold on

[Lauryn Hill:]
I keep lettin' you back in
How can I explain myself?

[Lauryn Hill (Drake):]
Care for me, care for me
You said you'd care for me
There for me, there for me (Louisiana shit)
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me (Murda on the beat)
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?
I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself?
Care for me, care for me
I know you care for me
There for me, there for me
(A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?)
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me (Yeah)
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

[Drake:]
Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on
I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
Had a man last year, life goes on
Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long
You been inside, know you like to lay low
I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table
Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for
First, last phone bill, car note, cable

With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
And you showin' off, but it's alright
And you showin' off, but it's alright
It's a short life, yeah

[Lauryn Hill:]
Care for me, care for me
You said you'd care for me
There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

[Drake:]
That's a real one, in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin' up on these niggas
You gotta be nice, for what to these niggas
I understand, you gotta hunnid bands
You got a baby Benz
You got some bad friends
High school pics, you was even bad then
You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
You already had them
Work at 8 a.m., finish 'round five
Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
Yeah, they don't really be the same offline
You know dark days, you know hard times
Doin' overtime for the last month
Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up
Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump

[Drake:]
Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin' angles
With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
And you showin' off, but it's alright
And you showin' off, but it's alright
It's a short life, yuh

[Big Freedia:]
These hoes
Your boy
I may
Watch the breakdown

[Lauryn Hill:]
Care for me, care for me!
You said you'd care for me!
There for me, there for me!
Said you'd be there for me!
Cry for me, cry for me!
You said you'd die for me!
Give to me, give to me!
Why won't you live for me?!

[Drake:]
Gotta make that jump
Gotta make that
Gotta, gotta make that
Gotta make that jump
Gotta make that
Gotta, gotta make that
Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta
G-g-gotta, gotta
Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
Gotta make that jump, jump
Let's go
Bend it over, lift it up
Bend it over, lift it up
Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up
Bend it over, lift it up
Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, over, over, over, over
Lift it up
Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up
Make that jump, jump
Bend it over, lift it up
Make that jump, jump

That's a real one, in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You rarely pipin' up on these niggas
You gotta be nice for what to these niggas
I understand

[Lauryn Hill:]
Care for me, care for me
You said you'd care for me
There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

[Drake:]
Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
It's a short life, yeah
[Lauryn Hill:]
Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

Finesse lyrics - Drake

Yeah
Turn everything up
Yeah, oh yeah
Turn everything up a little more

I want my baby to have your eyes
I'm going against my own advice
Should I do New York I can't decide
Fashion week is more your thing than mine
I can't even lie
I'd rather stay inside
I can't do suit and tie
Can't be in a room with you and stand on different sides
One thing at a time
I have to learn to hide
One thing at a time
Emotions running high
I wish you felt alright

Just hitting my line
All the time, all the time, all the
You stay on my mind
All the time, all the time (yeah)

It takes some finesse
I seen you finesse
He can't know finesse

You stay on my mind
You and your sister
Too hot to handle
Things will get cancelled
I would make time for you
Commitment
Going the distance
I'm new to all of this

It takes some finesse
I seen you finesse
He can't know finesse
You stay on my mind

Ratchet Happy Birthday lyrics - Drake (feat. Swae Lee)

[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control
It's a celebration, oh oh

[Drake:]
It's your birthday, baby, it's your birthday, yeah
Who's gonna love you on your worst day?
You talk so tough, I know you're soft like buttercups
Reese's, Reese's, don't be ridiculous
Just say your piece and peace up like Ibiza
Cool your headtop, you hotter than Anita
Bakin', baby, tell me where I need to-

To be, to feel, and fill
That emptiness inside you
Petty bullshit shouldn't excite you
On your birthday

[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your brrrrrrr-
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control (oh oh)
It's a celebration, oh oh

[Drake:]
They tried it, they went for it
All year and you're still here, just ignore it
If it ain't the real thing, you don't want it
GG, CC's all on ya
It's your month and you know it (and you know it)
And you know it's real, don't gotta say it for you
And you know somebody home prayin' for you
You say, "Play this shit," they better play it (ayy, play it)
For you (for you) on time
And I miss the days that you was all mine
Haven't been official in a long time
So tell me where I need to-

To be, to feel, and fill
That emptiness inside you
Petty bullshit shouldn't excite you
On your birthday

[Drake (PARTYNEXTDOOR):]
It's your brrrrrrr-
It's your fuckin' birthday (oh, birthday, happy birthday)
It's a fuckin' celebration (oh oh)
Tonight we celebrate
Seems like time's out of our control
It's a celebration, oh oh

[PARTYNEXTDOOR:]
Oh, it's your fuckin' birthday, oh, oh

That's How You Feel lyrics - Drake (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Yeah, woo

I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways
Way that you lookin' all the time
Time gets to tickin' and it takes a toll
Told you I couldn't really draw the line
Line ringin', sayin' that you told him things
Things that you could've kept inside
Sidetrackin' me when I was good to you
You were somebody I would stand behind

I know you like to drink 'til the sun up
Grind 'til you come up
Work all winter
Shine all summer
Ride for your brother
You die for your mother
Keep that shit a hunna
I know you wanna
Vacay to a place where you could
Take pictures, post on Insta'
Your friends say they miss ya'
But they don't really miss ya'

[Nicki Minaj:]
Rule number one, to be a boss ass bitch: (uh-huh)
Never let a clown nigga try to play you (okay)
If he play you, then rule number two (okay)
Is fuck his best friends and make 'em yes men (okay)
(Wow, that's how you feel?)

I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways
Way that you lookin' all the time
Time and it left you with a broken heart
Hardly excuses how you play with mine
Mindin' my business and you show up
Up to no good, I should've seen the signs
Signin' me up to do your dirty work
Workin' to try to get you off my mind

I know you like to drink 'til the sun up
Grind 'til you come up
Work all winter
Shine all summer
Ride for your brother
You die for your mother
Keep that shit a hunna
I know you wanna
Vacay to a place where you could
Take pictures, post on Insta'
Your friends say they miss ya'
But they don't really miss ya'

[Nicki Minaj:]
What the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga!? Custom down!?
What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot!? Bust me down!?
You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down!?
Now you all up in my...'cause you wanna be down!? (okay)
(Wow, that's how you feel?)

Blue Tint lyrics - Drake (feat. Future)

[Future:]
Mario!
Hold up
Gang gang, gang gang, gang

[Drake:]
Look who I'm fucking again
I had her on ice, but then
I watched the ice get thin
Now that she's sink or swim
She had an attitude in the summer, but she bein' nice again
Double my price again
Top of the charts, back in they hearts
Nigga he strikes again, woah
Some niggas bitter with life and they hate me
They wanna put knife in my ribs, woah

Way this shit set up I live like Ronaldo
But I never been in Madrid, woah
She said that that she workin', I told her come over
And we can get right at the crib, woah
She finish at six but than say she got court in the morning
To fight for her kid
I told her I'd pray for the kid

What a time this is
To be alive for this shit
President doin' us in
My window got blue in the tint, ooh
Did this shit once and I'd do it again

Look who I'm fucking again
I had her on ice, but then
I watched the ice get thin
Now that she's sink or swim

[Future:]
Blue faces, I got blue diamonds, blue tint, yeah
Blue faces, I got blue diamonds, blue tint, yeah
[Drake:]
Jeez!
Ayy, ayy

Look who I'm stuck with again
I had on ice, but then
I watched the ice get so thin
Now, does she sink or does she swim, now, ayy
'Cause she bein' nice again
Double my price again
Top of the charts, back in they hearts
Nigga he strikes again, woah
Some niggas bitter with life and they hate me
They wanna put knife in my ribs, woah

Nobody better, the show up and running
And I could put that on the twins, woah
We not together, but I get the info on you
'Cause I'm nice to your friends
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, they shouldn't have told me but they did

What a time this is
To be alive for this shit
President doin' us in
My window got blue in the tint, ayy
Did this shit once and I'd do it again

Look who I'm fucking again
I had her on ice, but then
I watched the ice get thin
Now, does she sink or does she swim, now

[Future:]
Blue faces, I got blue diamonds, blue tint, yeah
Blue faces, I got blue diamonds, blue tint, yeah

In My Feelings lyrics - Drake

[Drake:]
Trap, TrapMoneyBenny
This shit got me in my feelings
Gotta be real with it, yup

Kiki, do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always
KB, do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always

Look the new me is really still the real me
I swear you gotta feel me before they try and kill me
They gotta make some choices they runnin' out of options
'Cause I've been goin' off and they don't know when it's stoppin'
And when you get to toppin', I see that you've been learnin'
And when I take you shoppin', you spend it like you earned it
And when you popped off on your ex he deserved it
I thought you were the one from the jump that confirmed it
TrapMoneyBenny
I buy you Champagne but you love some Henny
From the block like you Jenny
I know you special, girl, 'cause I know too many

'Resha, do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always
J.T., do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always

[City Girls:]
Two bad bitches and we kissin' in the Wraith
Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith, kiss-kissin' in the Wraith
I need that black card and the code to the safe
Code to the safe, code-code to the safe-safe
I show him how that neck work
Fuck that Netflix and chill—what's your net-net-net worth?

[Drake (Magnolia Shorty):]
'Cause I want ya, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always
(Yea, yea, yea, yea he bad)
And I'm down for you always
(Yea, yea, yea, guess who's back)
And I'm down for you always
D-down for you al–
(Black biggy biggy black biggy black blake)
D-d-down for you always
(I got a new boy, and that nigga trade!)

[Drake:]
Kiki do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want you, and I need you
And I'm down for you always
KB, do you love me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want ya, and I–

[Lil Wayne (Magnolia Shorty):]
Bring that ass, bring that ass, bring that ass back!
B-bring that ass, bring that ass, bring that ass back!
Shawty say the nigga that she with can't hit
But shawty, I'ma hit it, hit it like I can't miss
(Clap that ass, you're the only one I love)
(Clap that ass, clap-clap that ass!)
Bring that ass back!
(Clap that ass, you're the only one I love)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go!)
Bring that ass back!

[Drake:]
Trap, TrapMoneyBenny
This shit got me in my feelings
I just gotta be real with it, yup
BlaqNmilD, you a genius, you diggin' me?

[Zazie Beetz:]
I don't even care, I need a photo with Drake
Because my Instagram is weak as fuck
I'm just being real, my shit look–

Don't Matter To Me lyrics - Drake (feat. Michael Jackson)

[Drake:]
Ayy, wild things you're doin' at night
Trips to wherever feels right
Doin' it all just to feel things
Drinking's enough of a vice
Drugs just aren't suiting you right
You were just fine as a real thing, thing

You, you, you know
That's not the way to get over me
I don't know what you're sayin'
You, you, you know
That's not the way to get over me

[Michael Jackson:]
All of a sudden you say you don't want me no more
All of a sudden you say that I closed the door

It don't matter to me
It don't matter to me what you say
It don't matter to me
It don't matter to me what you say

[Drake:]
I can't recover from our last conversation
You called me weak
And you tested my manhood as we yelled at each other
You wanted me to gon' put my hands on you
Just to show you I love you
You know I can't jeopardize both our reputations
Despite what you say
Despite what you choose to do with yourself this summer
You're actin' out, you know you love to see me down
Stressin' over somethin' (stressin' over somethin')

You, you, you know
That's not the way to get over me
I don't know what you're sayin'
You, you, you know
That's not the way to get over me

[Michael Jackson:]
All of a sudden you say you don't want me no more
All of a sudden you say that I closed the door

It don't matter to me
It don't matter to me what you say
It don't matter to me
It don't matter to me what you say

Girl, you love, you think you broke it
I'm leavin' you today, you broke my heart
Girl, you love, you think you broke it
I'm leavin' you today, you broke my heart

After Dark lyrics - Drake (feat. Static Major and Ty Dolla Sign)

Haha, haha
Yeah, ayy
(After dark)

In a whip so low, no one's gotta know
Knocking at your door, I don't gotta work anymore
You can put your phone out here girl, you need two hands
You can't get enough, girl, you know I set it up for after dark

Late night, like left eye
I'm creepin', assuming the worst 'cause I haven't heard from you all weekend
Your silence is driving me up the wall, up the wall
I cannot tell if you're ducking calls or missing calls 'cause
You've been so patient
I drink on the job and smoke on the job
So I don't know how serious you take it
Can't offer much more, you've heard it before
That narrative for me isn't changing
I wanna make you a priority
I wanna let you know there's more to me
I wanna have your faith restored in me
I'll be on my way

[Drake & Ty Dolla $ign:]
In a whip so low, no one's gotta know (no one's gotta know)
Knocking at your door, I don't gotta work anymore (I don't gotta work no more)
You can put your phone out here girl, you need two hands (ooh, yeah)
You can't get enough, girl, you know I set it up for after dark

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Late night, me and you, got you wet like the pool
Then I'm tryna dive in, put some time in, yeah
Get the vibe right, get your mind right, it's gon' be a long night (ooh yeah)
Put your feet in this water, don't wanna get your hair wet
We've hooked up a couple times, we ain't took it there yet
You broke up with your man and ain't been with nobody else
You like, "Fuck these niggas," rather keep it to yourself
He did you wrong, he left you down bad
Now you can't trust nobody
You said, "Do anything, but just don't lie to me"
I said I ride for you, girl, you said you ride for me
Umm, pulled up to the shorty, we got drugs
And when it's time to duck it, we can go

[Drake & Ty Dolla $ign:]
In a whip so low, no one's gotta know (no one's gotta know)
Knocking at your door, I don't gotta work anymore (I don't gotta work no more)
You can put your phone out here girl, you need two hands (ooh, yeah)
You can't get enough, girl, you know I set it up for after dark

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Final Fantasy lyrics - Drake

Yeah
I never really talk about dick that I wanna give you
Or places I wanna get to
Neck grab, head grab
Arch back, heart attack, cardiac
I need it nasty like
Like Evil Angel, like Vivid
You know, nasty like how they give it
You know, I need you to be open like Kay's kitchen
That pussy kinda sound like waves hitting, soothing
Keep it right there, no moving
Make my way around the bases
I wanna take you to oasises
Bein' honest, I don't really know what patience is
Ayy, freaky like the red leather Michael
Zombie revival, this ain't like you
This that new you, this ain't high school (high)
I like best when you're fresh faced and no foundation
Willing and ready for the taking
Earth shattering, groundbreaking
Head scarf for after our relations
No judgment is our arrangement
Make that face up if you dare, but just be prepared that
I am gonna cause that lipstick to smear
And the mascara tears to run down
I always need a glass of wine by sundown
I always get your ass over here somehow
I hope that the apocalypse is the only thing that doesn't come now
Well, what now?

Did somebody — who'd they say that baby look like?
Drake!

Cashed out, my neck is frozen
Careful when we're mixing potion
Slashin' like Guns N' Roses
You got options but I been chosen
To deal with you the way you like
The way you like it
To deal with you the way you like
The way you like it
Oh, you
Cashed out, my neck is frozen
Careful when we're mixing potion
Slashin' like Guns N' Roses
You got options but I been chosen
To deal with you the way you like
The way you like it, yeah

March 14 lyrics - Drake

Here we go
Yeah

Yesterday morning was crazy
I had to come to terms with the fact that it's not a maybe
That shit is in stone, sealed and signed
She not my lover like Billie Jean but the kid is mine
Sandi used to tell me all it takes is one time, and all it took was one time
Shit, we only met two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines just trying to make sure that I see him sometimes
It's breaking my spirit
Single father, I hate when I hear it
I used to challenge my parents on every album
Now I'm embarrassed to tell them I ended up as a co-parent
Always promised the family unit
I wanted it to be different because I've been through it
But this is the harsh truth now
Fairy tales are saved for the bedtime stories I tell you now
I don't want you worry about whose house you live at
Or who loves you more, or who's not there
Who did what to who 'fore you got here
Now, look, I'm too proud to let that come between me and you now
Realize I got to think for two now, I gotta make it, I better make it
I promise if I'm not dead then I'm dedicated
This the first positive DNA we ever celebrated
I can't forget the looks on they faces
Got the news in Miami that we all now got ones that we raisin'
Tell Gelo bring some, uh, Rosé and Baccarat out for our cheers to the next generation
But this champagne toast is short-lived
I got an empty crib in my empty crib
I only met you one time, introduced you to Saint Nick
I think he must've brought you like twenty gifts
Your mother say you growing so fast that they don't even really fit
But man, you know, I still had to get it for my boy though, you know
You haven't met your grandfather yet, that nigga a trip
He probably coulda did stand-up
But at the same time he's a stand up
And that's how you gonna be when it's time to man up
October baby for irony sake, of course
I got this 11 tatted for somebody, now it's yours
And believe me, I can't wait to get a hunnid more
Sorry I'm vintage, tryna cover ground
They said that in two weeks you're supposed to come in town
Hopefully by the time you hear this me and your mother will have come around instead of always cutting each other down

God willing, I got a good feeling
You got a good spirit
We'll talk more when you hear this
My G

No one to cry on
I'm all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I'm changing from boy to a man
No one to cry on
I'm all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I'm changing from boy to a man
I'm all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I'm changing from boy to a man

EP: "Scary Hours" (2018)

• God's Plan lyrics - Drake
• Diplomatic Immunity lyrics - Drake

God's Plan lyrics - Drake

Yeah, they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'
They wishin' on me

I been movin' calm, don't start no trouble with me
Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me
Don't pull up at 6 AM to cuddle with me
You know how I like it when you lovin' on me
I don't wanna die for them to miss me
Yes, I see the things that they wishin' on me
Hope I got some brothers that outlive me
They gon' tell the story, shit was different with me

God's plan, God's plan
I hold back, sometimes I won't (yeah)
I feel good, sometimes I don't, ayy, don't
I finessed down Weston Road, ayy, 'nessed
Might go down a G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, (yeah, wait)
I make sure that north-side eat

And still
Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'
They wishin' on me
Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'
They wishin' on me
Yuh, ayy, ayy

She said, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly"
I only love my bed and my momma, I'm sorry
Fifty Dub, I even got it tatted on me
81, they'll bring the crashers to the party
And you know me
Turn the O2 into the O3, dog
Without 40, Oli, there would be no me
Imagine if I never met the broskies

God's plan, God's plan
I can't do this on my own, ayy, no, ayy
Someone watchin' this shit close, yep, close
I've been me since Scarlett Road, ayy, road, ayy
Might go down as G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, ayy, wait
I make sure that north-side eat
And still

Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'
They wishin' on me
Yeah, yeah
Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'
They wishin' on me
Yeah

Diplomatic Immunity lyrics - Drake

Diplomatic immunity, fuck 'em
All that peace and that unity
All that weak shit'll ruin me, fuck 'em, yeah
'Cause niggas started talkin' to me like I'm slowin' down
Opinions over statistics, of course
Gassed off journalistic
Come at me and all you'll get is the ballistic report
Booked a private room at Wylie's, waiter twistin' the cork
I got multi-colored rings like the Olympics, of course
At award shows, cuttin' through the tension, of course
Girls huggin' me then askin' me, "what scent that is, boy?"
I be walkin' around the Six, like I invented it, boy
Yeah, who am I? The do or die, the one with the fewest lies
And the truest ties, they try to compare us but
Like a job straight out of high school
There's no you and I
I taught you everything you know, now you got student pride
All factual
I call the house, the embassy
The studio, the chapel, I hate to travel
I just pulled up on Solana show, the girl's a natural
I knew her way back when Hollywood was international
Yeah, the furthest I've been, that's word to my ends
Word to the flags that belong in the hood of my 'Benz
Very presidential, I broke all the codes for zonin' in my residential
I broke spirits that I never meant to
My body isn't much of a sacred temple, with vodka and wine
And sleep at the opposite times
Promise shit is gettin' out of line, like when you make a stencil
Or getting out of line, like when you break a pencil
Violatin' the treaty of Versailles, champagne is the alias, but no cease and desist in I
I refuse to comply with regulations, I listen to heavy metal for meditation, no silence
Like Sanders on the Detroit Lions
Get a run around and I'll bury you where they won't find you
Motor City Casino, I'm at the cage with my old license
They tell me "don't worry, I got your money" like Osirus
(I'm the Osiris of this shit)
Dirty 30, workin' on me
Tired of women that may tag me in pictures, airin' my dirty laundry
Caterin' is from Giorgio Baldi, Robyn's favorite
Shit is nice, but I prefer Madeo
Calamari rings and tomato
I got the sauce and now shorty's keep claimin' "preggo"
Waking up at 6 PM like "where does the day go?"
Forecastin' tornadoes, brainstormin' retaliation at dinner tables
2010 was when I lost my halo
2017 I lost a J. Lo
A Rotterdam trip had me on front page, though
I had to lay low, Hot Topic like your everyday clothes
Closed off but I could never stay closed
Billboard awards, I claimed 13 out in Vegas like Sureños
Black excellence, but I guess when it comes to me it’s not the same though
All goodie, that just pushed me to do the things we all couldn’t
Niggas stakin' out the crib, it’s all gravy
Protection that God gave me
Shit is complex like short niggas 'round tall ladies
I gotta watch who I’m talkin' to like it’s all agents
I’ve seen buddin' careers turn to sit around and talk about other careers, judgin' their peers
Knowledge from niggas who did not contribute to none of this here
Cover my ears, my security government tier
Yeah, advance the venue so we know the exits
Check the guest list, if opps make an appearance at least it’s expected
Tell ‘em I don’t want to link like a broken necklace
I’ll be in better company with my own reflection
Mirror, mirror, on the ceilin' of my suite in the Royal Palace
The TV playin' Al Jazeera
Inshallah, I hope the mission keeps on gettin' clearer
Whenever, wherever, OVO will always be together like Shakira

I love, I love
I love, I love it
Baby, I

compilation: "More Life" (2017)

• Free Smoke lyrics - Drake
• No Long Talk lyrics - Drake (feat. Giggs)
• Passionfruit lyrics - Drake
• Jorja Interlude lyrics - Drake
• Get It Together lyrics - Drake (feat. Black Coffee & Jorja Smith)
• Madiba Riddim lyrics - Drake
• Blem lyrics - Drake
• 4422 lyrics -Drake (feat. Sampha)
• Gyalchester lyrics - Drake
• Skepta Interlude lyrics - Drake
• Portland lyrics - Drake (feat. Quavo & Travis Scott)
• Sacrifices lyrics - Drake (feat. 2 Chainz & Young Thug)
• Nothings Into Somethings lyrics - Drake
• Teenage Fever lyrics - Drake
• KMT lyrics - Drake (feat. Giggs)
• Lose You lyrics - Drake
• Can't Have Everything lyrics - Drake
• Glow lyrics - Drake (feat. Kanye West)
• Since Way Back lyrics - Drake (feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR)
• Fake Love lyrics - Drake
• Ice Melts lyrics - Drake (feat. Young Thug)
• Do Not Disturb lyrics - Drake

Free Smoke lyrics - Drake

[Nai Palm:]
Is it the strength of your feelings
Overthrowing your pain
Using you high to be reaching
And is it today that you will find your new release
And in your wake, ripple your sweet voice

[Drake:]
And more chune for your head tops
So watch how you speak on my name, you know?

Yeah, I couldn't get a bill paid
You couldn't buy the real thing
I was stayin' up at yo' place
Tryin' to figure out the whole thing
I saw people doin' things
Almost gave up on the music thing
But we all so spoiled now
More life, more everything
Must have never had your phone tapped
All that yappin' on the phone shit
You must really love the road life
All that never comin' home shit

Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake, though
Miraval to the face, though
I drunk text J-Lo
Old number, so it bounce back
Boi-1da got the bounce back
Used to get paid for shows and front-door money
Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitize after you count that
Me and Gibbo was about that
Eatin' Applebee's and Outback
Southwest, no first class
Hilton rooms, gotta double up
Writin' our name on a double cup
We ain't even have a tour bus
Girls wouldn't even think of recordin' me
I fall asleep in sororities
I had some different priorities
Weezy had all the authority
Women I like was ignorin' me
Now they like, "Aren't you adorable?"
I know the question rhetorical
I took the team plane from Oracle
Mama never used to cook much
Used to chef KD
Now me and Chef, KD
Bet on shots for twenty G's
I brought the game to its knees
I make too much these days to ever say, "Poor me"
Where you at? I never see you

Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

Niggas moves so waste
Please come outside the house and show yourself
So I can say it to your face
It's bound to happen, man, it's gotta happen now
So let's just get it out the way
Lot of niggas goin' bad on me
Please, one at a time
I wanna move to Dubai
So I don't never have to kick it with none of you guys
I didn't listen to Hov on that old song
When he told me pay it no mind
I get more satisfaction outta goin' at your head
And seein' all of you die
And I seen a lot of you die

Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

Hidden Hills where I post, yeah
'Ye already know, yeah
I'm the troublemaker in the neighborhood
Far as troublemakin' goes, yeah
House party up the road, yeah
I'm not Kid 'n Play
This kid doesn't play about the flow, yeah
Y'all keep playin' with your nose, yeah
You get high and do the most, yeah
How you let the kid fightin'
Ghost-writin' rumors turn you to a ghost?
Oh, you niggas got jokes
Free smoke, free smoke

Baka
Yeah, we outchea
Ya don know, aye?
It's a OVO ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
It's a East Side ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
More life