Away From Home lyrics - drake

 (I-I-I-)

Ayy, what?

It's so, is it real?

Yeah, ayy


Give a fuck if they remember

I was in the cold, windows froze, I was sleepin' in the whip tryna get a fucking grip

I remember

Didn't have no hoes tryna go, all these rappers lil' broed me, fuck, fuck

Fuck 'em, I remember

Way before they had a fuckin' DM, I was whippin' in the Ac' like that shit was European

I remember

I remember drivin' Holland Tunnel for a label meetin', thinkin' 'bout more cake than a funnel

I remember

Now these niggas don't remember

I know Neeks remember, I know Jay remember, Chubbs'll make them boys remember

Dead broke, splittin' pennies with my members

Fuck a spread, we was splittin' chicken tenders (I-I-I-)

'Member I was sleepin' in the basement, watchin' Tigger in the basement, I was tryna get a placement

I remember

Days in the East with the bros, watchin' Tristan and Devoe while they runnin' up the score

I remember

TT was headed to the league, I was sleepin' up at Metalworks tryna plant a seed

I remember

Rollin' through the city, gettin' beats, always peepin' out the streets 'cause I was beefin' with the bleeks

I remember

I was tryna get a portion, tryna make a fortune

B-Town with Candy, I'm tryna be her boyfriend

3 AM at Y2, runnin' off endorphins

Start adoptin' my brothers' beefs like a orphan

I was still on Rose when it's pourin' and stormin'

This shit is not rewardin', I do not feel important

I wanna see some scratch from the shit that I'm recordin'

In Memphis smokin' Blacks, tryna act like I enjoy them

A Maurice François Girbaud what I'm sportin'

And Mos Def gave me like a rap for performin'

Crib I got now make me think of when I had to put some money on a mortgage


This don't feel like home anymore

It's just wall, doors, and floors

That only I can afford

Remember when it used to mean more, mean more

I got money in the top drawer

That ain't much, but we not poor

You're mine and I'm yours

Like a broke couple, we don't wanna court, for sure


I remember pullin' up at TAO, seein' Quincy Jones, nigga talkin' to me like he proud

I remember

I remember Mike designed the owl, then he sued the fucking guys, and he duckin' until now

I remember

'Member Reesie stayin' at the house, then she left me for my dog like she never took the vow

I remember

My cousin Ryan fronted me a pound and I couldn't even flip it, had to bring it back around

I remember

I remember printin' up our T-shirts with Kyle, we in love with the same girl, beefin' like a cow

I would pick them shits up, nigga wouldn't even smile

Nigga better crack a smile 'fore we do a nigga foul

To keep it real, I wasn't really gangster 'til now

I was livin' on a cloud, I was quiet as a mouse

I was in the club gettin' lost in the crowd

Wasn't doin' what I wanted to, I do what was allowed

I remember fightin' over Monica with Jason

I remember only knowin' Andre and Jason

I remember buyin' all the iceberg from Jason

That's three different Jasons, my life like The Matrix

Even got on 106 & Park with replacement

My mama was my manager, my uncle was my agent

Dr. Dre'll send a nigga home, that took patience

Four GRAMMY's to my name, a hundred nominations

Esperanza Spalding was gettin' all the praises

I'm tryna keep it humble, I'm tryna keep it gracious

Who give a fuck Michelle Obama put you on a playlist?

Then we never hear from you again like you was taken

Who the CEO of Universal? They mistaken

'Cause Google sayin' Lucian, but that just doesn't make sense

Who fillin' up the piggy bank? Who bringin' home the bacon?

This shit don't come on vinyl, I'm still record-breakin'

How could I forget? How could I forget?

I was on a Greyhound way before the jet

Buffalo, New York was like the furthest I could get

At the Walden Galleria tryna make the money stretch

Student Price Card and a Yorkdale connect

Whole time, Courtne Smith was keepin' me in check

Try and find an inch of the city I ain't stepped in

If it's war, I'll lay my life down for the set then


Yeah

And I put that shit on Mads and that nigga was my best friend

Yeah

And I put that shit on Johnny Bling, that nigga was my best friend

Right

And I put that shit on Richard, that nigga was my best friend

Ayy, yeah

Broke his right hand, still took a fight with his left hand

I remember

I remember

Yeah

I-I-

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