Drake Lyrics

Losses lyrics - drake (feat. Dennis Graham)

Hey, Instagram

This song I've been writing, oh, for a few months

I don't know, I, I started writing it about family

Just came up now, so

Anybody feel any way about it, I don't give a fuck

(Yeah, family)

Yeah

Lost you to the game, I gotta hug that

I was here when you was asking where the love at

Dip your finger in the bag to get your buzz back

I was wishin' on a star when I was that

I've been fortunate enough to have it my way

I'm a fortune teller, listen to what I say

'Member when we used to park up in my driveway

I always told it how it was, I never shy away

This life is really something you get lost in

I know niggas that got famous and they bought friends

I had friends that only had half of they heart in

It's hard to accept now, and it was hard then

But I treated you like gold, I was all in

Spoiled rotten, they could smell you 'fore you walked in

Burnin' incense in your new apartment

But you got no sense when it come to

Lost you to the game, I gotta hold that

How you feelin' in your soul since you sold that?

I'll be better off without you, and we know that

You ain't lookin' at a nigga you could hold back

Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap

You sold me up the river, but I rowed back

You put me on the road without a roadmap

I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

You got some liquor at the house?

(Yeah)

Go get a shot, let's do a shot together

(I don't see it)

(Okay, ha ha ha)

Being here wasn't in the plans

I do it for the Grahams, not the 'Gram

I do it for the fam, but still fuckin' Uncle Sam

I tried to change for you, but that wasn't who I am

Even when being real is out of fashion

Niggas keep stealin' my style, now we out here matchin'

I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting

I couldn't sit around and wait, I had to have it happen

Lost you to the game, I gotta face that

Really think I lost you like a ways back

Always sayin' how a nigga never play fair

I took you up under my wing and you just stayed there

You was supposed to grow some wings, get your own pair

We started this from the bottom, now you alone there

Shit, you treat it like it's home there

Dependent on me, you was supposed to get your own share

I still love you to my last days

I never knew that shit would be this fast-paced

I never thought I'd see awards in a glass case

I could've ended up in your crib with a masked face

It could've went left on a couple bad days

When I visit my last place is the only time I'm in last place

See me these days, I never got on a sad face

See me these days, I

Lost you to the game, and I see why

It was always you and I without the T-Y

This is not one of them stories that got three sides

This is not one of them stories you could rewind

Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap

You drove a nigga crazy, but I drove back

You wrote me off and then you never wrote back

I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

Yes, sir

(Baby)

Hold on, hold on

(Let me tell you something about me)

(I really do know, I know who I wanna be)

Woo

Lord, I already passed on all that (Woo)

You go 'head on, ha ha

From Florida With Love lyrics - drake

(Plugg)

(Bitch)

Ay, yeah

Ay, ay (Plugg)

Writin' this from Florida with love (Love)

When I linked with Mexiko, I knew I found a plug (Dro)

Rest in peace to Static, yellin' "Shawty want a thug," ay

Bottles in the club, ay, know I love to touch (Ay)

Weezy played that shit for me and Kobe on the bus

Went and got a chain for me, I had to give it up (Yeah)

Niggas had they pistols loaded pointed at my truck, ay

And you know that lesson stuck (Right)

From that day I never touched the road without a (Plugg)

Ay, from that day I never saw the point in talkin' tough (Nah)

Hasn't happened since, I guess you niggas know what's up (Yup)

Yeah, haven't seen the 6ix in like a month (6ix)

Fuck that, I'm back, baby, where the love? (Love)

Rappers that I threw an alley-oop are throwin' subs (Yeah)

But they gotta dap me when they see me, that's what's up (That's what's up)

I let that shit slide, I got everything

I could lose it all if I'm reactin' to the petty things

Know that if I see you, I'ma ask you if you said them things

YMB the gang and they down to stain anything, hm

Yeah, that's right

YMB the gang and they down to stain anything, hm

Yeah, that's right

YMB the gang and you know them niggas

Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plugg)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)

I'm back, baby, where the love?

Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plugg)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Ay)

(Plugg)

Writin' this from Florida with love (Love)

When I linked with Mexiko, I knew I found a plug (Dro)

Rest in peace to Static, yellin' "Shawty want a thug," ay

Bottles in the club, ay, know she wanna fuck (Ay)

Weezy played that shit for me and Kobe on the bus

We ain't even get to reminiscin' what it was (Yeah)

Moral of the story is the story finished us

Damn, and you know that lesson stuck (Right)

Haven't left the 6ix in like a month (Ay)

Fuck that, I'm here, baby, where the love? (Nah)

Fuck that, I'm here, baby, just because (Yeah, yeah)

I would never leave, but I could, though (6ix)

Yes, I know I leave you, not for good, though (No)

Same way you could diss, but you wouldn't, though

'Cause you know good and well that I'm

Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plugg)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)

I'm back, baby, where the love?

Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plugg)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)

I'm back, baby, where the love? (Ay)

Demons lyrics - drake (feat. Fivio Foreign & Sosa Geek)

Like what?

(Who made this?) Yeah, yeah

(JB made this, ha ha ha ha)

Six, six, six, six, six, six

Baow

Yeah

Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie

I'm in this bitch with the Wooski

Ball in the summer like Drew League

Champagne got me loopy

Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy

All the demons lookin' moody. What?

(All the demons lookin' moody)

Skrrt 'round there in your ends, whole south side on ten

Not like them, make men lean out Benz

That's how a man get blem, you and your friends

This Hermés from runway, this ain't Ralph Lauren

Tell them again, loved her way back when

Drunk so I type "Je t'aime" but don't hit send

Send some bread to the pen

All my Gs are blessed, we check in for them

Whole lot of charges laid to this day

No confessions for them

Man really feel no ways, these man waste

No progression for them

Think you're bad, just wait, food get ate

And that's just lessons for them

Sosa (Sosa), Fivi (Fivi), lookin' like KD and Kyrie (I am)

My TD Bank is on what? (What?)

My TD Bank is on Kylie (ay, ay)

Tribeca in the lobby, all these niggas gettin' dodgy (Baow)

When we see 'em, it's a body (ay, ay, ay)

Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie)

I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)

Ball in the summer like Drew League

Champagne got me loopy (Baow)

Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (Baow)

All the demons lookin' moody

(All the demons lookin' moody)

Ay, ay, ay

Move (Move), get out the way (Get out the way, little bitch), uh

Say the wrong thing, you'll get shot in your face (Brrr, baow, yeah)

Fivi (Fivi), laced (Laced), I put the opps in they place (Opp)

Yeah, if you a gangster, then you gotta relate (ay, ay, ay)

She got a face that you cannot mistake

She paid for the food and we went on a date

Head game great, huh, she let me nut on her face, ay, ay, ay

Uh, every time she link, she come with an eighth (Baow)

Viral, you ain't never make a movie with Drake (Baow)

Sponsor (Sponsor), I take a Perc, now I'm turned to a monster (Turned to a monster)

Uh, I'm in the court like "I'm sorry, your honor" (I'm sorry, your honor, little bitch, baow)

I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (Baow, baow)

Yeah, I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (ay, ay, ay)

Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie)

I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)

Ball in the summer like Drew League

Champagne got me loopy

Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (ay, what? What?)

All the demons lookin' moody (ay, look)

Ay, ay

Bitch, I'm a demon in the night

And I'm a shark up underwater (I am)

I got shooters in New York

And I got shooters across the border (What?)

I call Drake and tell him off 'em (Drake)

Ay, I call Drake and tell him off 'em (What?)

If they Woo walk, I probably taught 'em (I did)

I got the money, they say that I'm gifted

Fuck sale, so I'm givin' out gift stamps (I am)

Highway, me and Fivio lifted (What?)

London, man, I need me a thick bitch (A thick)

And a Louis bag just so I can fit me the grip in (Grip)

I got the swag, so tell me the difference

Mike Amiri, best believe they fitted

She wanna fuck, but I ain't with it

Headshot, knock him off his fitted

Punch him out, send that boy to that dentist

Talkin' Henny, it better be Privilège, ay

Baow, what?

It better be Privilège

Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie

I'm in this bitch with the Wooski

Ball in the summer like Drew League

Champagne got me loopy

Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy

All the demons lookin' moody (What?)

(All the demons lookin' moody)

Ay, ay

War lyrics - drake

AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)

Woi-oi

I don't cop things for resale, don't do iCloud, don't do email

Feds wanna tap up man and wire up man like Chubbs did Detail

Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale, I was doin' dinner with Teezy

I didn't trust no one, swore gyal lined me 'cause gyal too greazy

Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG

If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly

Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat

Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til man got pinched and man went PC

Man went PC just like Dell and Windows, some man been those

Before I was ever around Kendall's, I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzos

The woman I do end up with has to be a bad gyal just like Munchie

Can't have no pretentious ting when I know this road gets bumpy

Word to the broski Jay, he got different names in different countries

Three waps in the whip and we beat that case, where man live way too comfy

I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats

Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way, way less

I know you tried to get one down on us, ever since then it's been stress

'Cause you know the rest 'dem owe you one and we always pay them debts

Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa, I don't do no passa

Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie ah yard and we deh pon Gaza

Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too young at the time for slashings

You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action

Pick one man with slaps that's rappin', I bet he don't want no clashings

The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion, niggas just actin'

Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz

Just checked in at a hotel, floor that we on got potent aromas

OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers

Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla

And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller, you know that's been my nigga

Yeah, we just had to fix things, family, 6ix tings, we can't split up

As for the rest of the game, I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time

To me, that's just our side, I don't really care who rides on whose side

Bring ten shots to the poolside, never seen none of these grown men outside

4301, won't spare no one, niggas gotta know about Southside

Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and you know I'm tied up stateside

Bringin' man down when they take sides, tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside

Prince, I carry that last name, that shit stays on me like brand names

Jas just lined up brand new hand tings and nice guy on a madting

Everyone I know has code names, anyone I'm beefin' with is a no-name

Niggas can't even win home games, they just gotta fall in line like Soul Train

Yeah

AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)

Dreams Money Can Buy lyrics - drake (feat. Jai Paul)

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me (Don't)

I got car money, fresh start money

I want Saudi money, I want art money

I want women to cry and pour out they heart for me

And tell me how much they hate it when they apart from me

Yeah, and lately I do bitches the meanest

Tell 'em I love 'em and don't ever mean it

We go on dates, I send the Maybach out in neighborhoods

They never seen it

That shit is dangerous, but it's so convenient, I ain't lying

Yeah, and comfortable I sit

That manual Ferrari Italia's some fly shit

It's sitting at the house like I bought it in '96

'Cause honestly I'm too fucking busy to drive stick, I swear

Too fucking busy, too busy fuckin'

This nigga girl, but to me she wasn't

Been hot before they open doors for me, pre-heated oven

I'm in this ho

But I ain't finished though, it's been a minute though

My newest girl from back home got issues with parents

And some charges, how the fuck can I get her to Paris?

Luckily, I'm the greatest my country's ever seen

So chances are I get the border to issue me clearance

Dreams money can buy

Everybody yelled "Surprise!", I wasn't surprised

That's only 'cause I been waiting on it, nigga

So fuck whoever hating on a nigga

Of course

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me (Don't)

Food from India, she in Charlotte Olympias

We talked music for hours, she never mentioned ya

Can't tell you how much I love when niggas think they got it

And I love the fact that line made 'em think about it

YMCMB

These niggas make it so hard to be friendly

When I know part of it's envy

Tryna fill the shoes, nigga, so far, these are empty

I take 'em off in the house because the throw carpets are Fendi

Ooh! I never seen the car you claim to drive

Or, shit, I seen it; you just ain't inside

And I feel like lately, it went from top five to remaining five

My favorite rappers either lost it or they ain't alive

And they tryna bring us down, me, Weezy, and Stunna

We stayed up, Christmas lights in the middle of summer

And if the girl standing next to me got a fat ass

Then I'll probably give her my number

Yeah, I throw my dollars up high

And they land on the stage you dance on

We got company coming over

Would it kill you to put some pants on?

Dreams money can buy

They told me it's like a high, and it wasn't a lie, yeah

Just have some good pussy waiting on a nigga

And fuck whoever hating on a nigga

Aw, yeah

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me (Don't)

Don't

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me

Don't

The Motion lyrics - drake (feat. Sampha)

It's not me and you, it's not me it's you

You're reckless and you know it, they don't love you like I do

Say you're moving on, well, I guess that's just the motion

I guess that's just the motion

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

I don't have a fuck to give, I've been moving state to state

In my leather and my Timbs like it's 1998

And my dog Chubby Chub, that's my nigga from the way

On the Eastside of the city, that's where everybody stay

Seem like everybody calling 'cause they want me on their song

It's like every time I touch it I could never do no wrong

When they need a favor from you, man, they don't leave you alone

But I guess that's just the motion, yeah

Then that phone doesn't ring

When they got everything, that's the motion

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Yeah, looking back on it, at least my pride is intact

'Cause we said, "No strings attached," and I still got tied up in that

Everything that I write is either for her or about her

So I'm with her even when I'm here without her and she know it

The girl that I wanna save is like a danger to my health

Try being with somebody that wanna be somebody else

I always thought she was perfect when she was being herself

Don't even know how to help

But I guess that's just the motion, yeah

She'll probably come around

Soon as I settle down, that's the motion

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

Nothing less and nothing more

I hear your heart hit the floor

I guess that's just the motion

Talking to you is not enough, no

I guess that's just the motion

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

I guess that's just the motion

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion

Yeah

How Bout Now lyrics - drake

That's the shit I'm talking 'bout though, like

You changed up, you don't even fuckin' link nobody no more, you just dash me away like a cyattie.

Yo, you cheesed me dog

Always felt like my vision been bigger

Than the bigger picture

Crazy how you gotta wait until it's dark out

To see who really with you

Crazy how even when it miss you

Shit'll come back around and get you

Crazy like all my niggas, crazy like all my niggas

Remember I deleted all my other girls' numbers

Out the phone for you?

Remember when you had to take the bar exam

I drove in the snow for you? yeah

You probably don't remember half the shit a nigga did for you, yeah

Yeah, you ain't really fuck with me way back then

But how 'bout now? (Now)

'Cause I'm up right now (I'm up right now)

And you stuck right now (Stuck right now)

Oh, you thought you had it all figured out back then

But how 'bout now? (Now)

'Cause I'm up right now (I'm up right now)

And you stuck right now, yeah (Stuck right now)

You thought the little effort that you put in was enough, girl

How 'bout now? Yeah

Girl, how 'bout now, how 'bout now, girl?

What about now, girl, how 'bout now?

My heart belongs to you...

Yeah, always been daddy's little angel

I bought your dad a bunch of shit for Christmas

He ain't even say thank you

I had no money left from actin', I was focused on the music

I used to always try and burn you CDs of my new shit

You be like "who's this?" I be like "me, girl"

You be like "oh, word, true shit?"

Then ask if we could listen to Ludacris

Them car rides made me feel like I was losin' it

Yeah, made me feel I ain't have it like that

Or I was average like that

Started drinkin' way more than I used to

People form habits like that, girl

Yeah, man enough to tell you I was hurt that year

I'm not even Christian, I still went to church that year

Guess I just had to pretend that year

I ain't even see my friends that year

Places that I should've been

Yeah, you ain't really fuck with me way back then

But how 'bout now? (Now)

'Cause I'm up right now (I'm up right now)

And you stuck right now (Stuck right now)

Oh, you thought you had it all figured out back then

Girl, how 'bout now? (Now)

'Cause I'm up right now (I'm up right now)

And you stuck right now, yeah (Stuck right now)

You thought the little effort that you put in was enough, girl

How 'bout now? Yeah

Girl, how 'bout now, how 'bout now, girl?

What about now, girl, how 'bout now?

My heart belongs to you

Whatever you need, there's nothin' I won't do

Trust Issues lyrics - drake

Aw yeah, aw yeah

Call up on drank and let's

Let's call up and, uh

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from

I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done

I don't really give a fuck and my excuse is that I'm young

And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told you

I'm on one (Ayy), fuck it, I'm on one (Yeah)

I said I'm on one, fuck it, I'm on one, a strong one

Two white cups and I got that drink

It could be purple, it could be pink

Depending on how you mix that shit

Money to be got, and I'ma get that shit

'Cause I'm on one, fuck it, I'm on one

Aw yeah, aw yeah

You know what I'm

Oh yes, oh yeah

Uh, oh yes, oh yeah

Yeah, uh

You know what I'm sipping, I'll teach you how to mix it

But you're the only one 'cause I don't trust these bitches

I don't, I don't trust these bitches, they might catch me slipping

So you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches

They might, they might catch me slipping and put in something different

So you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches

I don't, I don't trust these bitches, they might catch me slipping

So you're the only one

Oh-whoa, trust issues

Oh-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah

Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted

On drank and let's all get faded, yeah, uh

Drizzy Drake, check me out

Coming live from the motherfuckin' North Side

Kick game, run game, run it real good

But never ever have my bitches sitting courtside

Same nigga that you knew way back when

You acting like it's somebody you don't know

Tell me, how the fuck we 'posed to stay friends

When you got a bunch of feelings that you don't show?

I could tell, I could tell, I could tell

Certain people don't like me no more

New shit don't excite me no more

Guess that they don't really make 'em like me no more, uh

You can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself

'Cause if y'all what I created then I hate myself

But still, let them girls in and tell 'em all

Leave them cell phones on the table where we see them

I'm all day with it, man, AM to the PM

Niggas hating, I just wish that they would say it when they see him, oh

That's that shit that drives me crazy

And it's all that I've been getting lately

And it's probably why I'm scared to put the time in

Women want to fuck like they're me and I'm them

Looking for some things and I think that I can find 'em in you, in you

Oh-whoa, trust issues

Oh-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah

Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted

On drank and let's all get faded, yeah

Aw yeah, aw yeah

Call up on drank and let's

Let's call up on, uh

Days In The East lyrics - drake

Yeah, why you keep askin' me about... (Why?)

She's not here right now, she's not here right now

Why am I the one you wanna get into it with for the drama?

I've got a lot to say, and that's the last thing a nigga wanna hear right now

Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh

Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh

Young nigga switchin' up the program right now

Tryna put the power in my own hands right now

I'm about to ride through the old hood right now

Got too much pride for my own good right now

Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up

So I could fall through like old times and hit it up

I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over

Those nights when you need someone else, call me over

You can be the one to take control, call me over

When I get there, you already know, call me

Why you keep askin' me about... (Why?)

Couple other things I'd rather do than talk about that right now

Told you 'bout givin' him chances on chances on chances

He's not holdin' you down, he's holdin' you back right now

Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh (Oh, oh-oh-oh)

Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh

Young nigga switchin' up the program right now

Tryna put the power in my own hands right now

Love it when your ass speak the truth to me, oh

Tryna wake up and have you with me, oh

Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up

So I could fall through like old times and hit it up

I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over

Those nights when you need someone else, call me over

You can be the one to take control, call me over

When I get there, you already know, call me

Yeah, ayy

Yeah

I I threw my hands in the air and said show me somethin', yeah

Ayy

Remember one night I went to Erykah Badu house

She made tea for me

We talked about love and what life could really be for me

She said, "When that shit is real, you just know"

And I was thinkin' 'bout you, you already know

Yeah, the other night Chubbs showed up at my house

He had weed for me

That my nigga 'til we gone, keep his ear to the streets for me

Said the city stress him out on the low

I said, "I feel you, nigga, I already know"

Yeah, already

Girls talkin' 'bout, "You gotta leave already?"

Damn, my lil' nephew turned four already

Gave you little help, you need more already

Damn, you need more already?

'Fore you said "You're mine" I was yours already

22, had the Bentley four-door already

Even as a boy, I was the boy already

So you know that that mean pussy galore already

Mention other girls, you get insecure already

That was in the past, I matured already

Fuck them hoes, you got the award already

You go to Chanel and get rewards already

Know I do this shit for Third Ward already

Know I do this shit for H-Town already

Already, already, yeah

Back up in this thing, it's a go

Had a couple niggas out of pocket, now they know

Ain't the first time 'cause I lost you before

Had to get it back, had to get it back

Had to pull it back because I know I'm on the road

Had to take you back because I know you're down to roll

If you can get it from me, you can have it, now you know

All your friends askin' where you stand with the boy

FaceTime say you got plans for the boy

Studyin' your body, that's exams for the boy

Take a flight here, pop a Xan for your boy

Waking up in Amsterdam with the boy

Long flight home, 'nother Xan for your boy

You would prolly fly out to Japan for the boy

You would prolly kill another man for the boy

You would prolly

You would prolly lie 'bout it on the stand for your boy

Put the Bible to your right hand for the boy

That's why you ain't never gotta worry 'bout the boy

You know you got

You know you got that really good insurance on the boy

You just gotta pack a bag and hurry to the boy, yeah

(Why? Fring)

Draft Day lyrics - drake

(Watch out, watch out)

(Look out, look out)

(Watch out, watch out)

Yeah

(Look out, look out)

Yeah

Draft day, Johnny Manziel

Five years later, how am I the man still?

Draft day, A. Wiggins

Fuck that other side, bitch, we stay winnin'

Aww man, you know I had to do it for you

You know I had to do it for ya

Yeah, suits and ties yellin' out, "Pay the guys"

Man, I had to do it for ya

You know I had to do it for ya

Aww man, aww man, aww man

Man, you know I had to—

Sometimes I laugh with God about how you can't stop me

I'm his darkest angel probably but he still got me

I'm gettin' mine, but still I better lives

And shit I set aside to make sure that my people getting by

Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil

You know it's real when your niggas'll take the fall for you

All loyal so you keep eggin' me on

And we gonna have to crack a shell just to prove to you, you ain't hard-boiled, mm

Last night I tried some raw oysters

Man that boy growin' up quick, that boy know he the shit

That boy singin' on every song when he know he can spit

That boy manifested it, that boy knew it was written

That boy did it on purpose

That boy know that they shittin' on you, and they can't get past you

You should've followed all my moves, you won't realize 'til after

And if I left this shit to chance I would've picked a name like Chance the Rapper

Yeah, no offense 'cause I don't know that nigga

I'm focused on making records and gettin' bigger

Just hits, no misses, that's for the married folk

Tell 'em fix my suite up 'cause I'm comin' home

I heard they talking crazy, I was out of town

You know they love to pop all that shit when I'm not around

But when I'm here, not a sound, that'll make me snap, jot it down

Go in the booth and lay a body down

Know some Somalis that say we got it Wallahi

Get us donuts and coffee, we'll wait for him in the lobby

And I gotta tell him chill, Sprite got me on payroll

Let that man live, they say, "Okay, if you say so"

See whatever I say goes, I play like I'm on 'roids, no Canseco

No Oakland A's though, shout out the Bay though

I think I'm on my eighth flow, just watch me paint flow

We all do it for the art so I could never hate though

Signin' off on more deals than a lawyer with a heavy case load

How the game turn into the Drake show?

Dog, what the fuck happen to so-and-so, where did they go?

Too worried 'bout bitches and fashion, they go missin' in action

And then you never notice they missin'

On some Hunger Games shit, I would die for my district

Jennifer Lawrence, you can really get it, yeah

I mean, for real, girl you know I had to do it for ya

You know I had to do it for ya

You know I had to— oh, wait, sidebar, left some beat at the end

So that all of you fuck niggas could loop it and get your lies off

SZN

Draft day, Johnny Manziel

Five years later, how am I the man still?

Draft day, A. Wiggins

Fuck that other side, bitch, we stay winnin'

Aww man, you know I had to do it for you

You know I had to do it for ya

Yeah, suits and ties yellin' out, "Pay the guys"

Man, I had to do it for ya

You know I had to do it for ya

Aww man, aww man, aww man

Man, you know I had to—

4PM In Calabasas lyrics - drake

Yeah

All you self-promoters are janky

We established like the Yankees

This whole fuckin' game thankless

We movin' militant but somehow you the one tankin'

No limit to where I can take it

And you know me as a Cris' bottle sender, check picker-upper

I thought we looked out for one another

Saw us all as brothers in the struggle, too blessed to be humble

I guess it's different in the city I come from

All the sudden I got people showing how much they truly resent me

They whole demeanor just spells envy, they tryna tempt me

The higher I get, the less they accept me

Even had the OG's tryna press me, ha-ha-ha, ha

No way out 'cause I'm already in it

I'm not attending when I do a show and get a ticket

Good business can clean millions, I got the vision

I been had it since "No Scrubs" and "No Pigeons"

Even back when I wasn't as poppin'

When they told me take an R&B nigga on the road

And I told 'em no and drew for Kendrick and Rocky

I tried to make the right choices with the world watching

"Mike never tried to rap like Pac, Pac never tried to sing like Mike"

Those my dad's words to me when I asked him how to make it in life

And I always said my mother gave the greatest advice, yeah

Look at me now, they look at me like the golden child

Can't nobody hold me down

Especially not right now

Certain shit is just too wild to reconcile

Take that, take that

No love in they heart so they fake that

DiCaprio level the way they play that

Damn, nigga, what is that?

Y'all don't hear no songs

They hit my phone like, "You did that"

They even hit my line like, "Where you been at?"

It's always on some shit like

"When can I get a favor?" or, "Where my bitch at?"

Like I'm about to tell you where she been at

Costa Careyes, I got her kidnapped

She ain't sorry and I ain't sorry, it's too late for sorry

Green, white, and red on my body 'cause I'm dipped in Ferrari

All she wanna do is get high and listen to PARTY

She complain, I tell the driver to drop her at Barneys

My summer diet is just Rosé and calamari

Look, now you got me started

I'm the black sheep, rest in peace to Chris Farley

I got a lot to lose 'cause in every situation I'm the bigger artist

Always gotta play it smarter

Y'all shook up, I'm here on the cookup

Cameras pointing every time I look up

That's why I gotta duck behind Chubb's shoulder just to hit the kush up

Sponsorship dollars is sky high

He be like, "Drake, will you please stop smoking la-la?"

Chubbs, why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high

Got the rose pink tinted lenses, it's a Wednesday

Architects takin' dimensions, they redoin' the entrance

Yeah, redoin' the entrance

Kinda like when you niggas drop on some again and again shit

And you still never quite get it

Meantime, Drizzy over there, tryna make you, make you dance to this

Yeah, I make you dance to this

I roll big body, wide body, Calabasas road winder

Sun shinin', waxed tires

See Kris Jenner, I beep twice and I wave

The rest of you boys, I blow Keeks right in your face

Pistol by my bed, I'm sleep, but I'm awake

For that one night when niggas try reach inside my safe

Don't push me 'cause I'm way too uneasy nowadays

These guys move so greezy nowadays

I tell you my life and y'all don't believe me when I say it

Save my stories for down the line

I'm too ahead of the curve every time

Just total the hits and see what you find, you SWV

'Cause you weak and I'm always, always on your mind

Yeah, and we can't stop

Make you dance to this, uh

I'ma make you One Dance to this

A-ha-ha-ha, ha

Bad breed, bad bwoy

Uh-huh, yeah

That's right, yeah

5 AM In Toronto lyrics - drake

Yeah

This on some old Tommy Campos Dice Raw shit, you know?

For my niggas, though

Uh, you underestimated greatly

Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me?

The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me

So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety

I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards

Probably wouldn't lose a single rapper

Niggas make threats, can't hear 'em over the laughter

Yeah, that's 'cause I'm headed to the bank, nigga

Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just bein' frank with ya

I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with ya?

Wildin', doin' shit that's way out of your budget

Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it

Damn, this shit could go on a tape

Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break

Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook

That's why every song sound like Drake featurin' Drake

Str8, Y pree? Why is it always me?

Got us watchin' our words like it's wiretaps on the team

'Cause I show love, never get the same outta niggas

Guess it's funny how money can make change outta niggas

For real, some nobody started feelin' himself

A couple somebodies started killin' themselves

A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf

I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help

I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation

Bad press during the summer over allegations

I ain't lyin', my nigga, my time is money

That's why I ain't got time for a nigga whose time is coming

A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement

And I'm the only nigga still known for the music, I swear

Fuck them niggas this year, I made Forbes list, nigga

Fuck your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous

Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans

But if I stay, then this shit is a bunch of corpses

And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans

Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings

Eatin' like I'm seated at Swish, Sotto, and Joso's

Nothing Was The Same, this shit for Ezee and Coco

This shit for Karim, this shit for Jaevon

This shit for Julius, Milly Mill, boy, we do this shit for real

All them boys in my will, all them boys is my Wills

Anything happen to pop, then I got you like Uncle Phil

Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill

If anything happen to Papi, might pop a nigga for real

Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase

But I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates

My weight up, I refused to wait up, I started a new race

It's funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe

Niggas treat me like I've been here for 10

Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again

I'm on my King James shit, I'm tryna win here again

A young nigga tryna win here again, man, what's up?

Ayy, yeah, a young nigga tryin' to win here again

If I like her, I just fly her to the city I'm in

I got her drinkin' with your boy

I got her fucked up, shorty, aww yeah

I Get Lonely Too lyrics - drake

Waited on you for so long

Too many days since January

I'm still sitting here alone

We should've did this already

Said I got a email today

Kind of thought that you forgot about me

But I wanna hit you back to say

Just like you, I get lonely

Baby, I could really get to know you

Take my time and show you

Don't tell anybody what we do

When I get lonely

Take me to another place where I'll be

Face to face, just you and me with no rules

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely

Ready for us to get it on

Ain't got a love to call steady

Hope it ain't like that for long

I'll be your friend if you let me

Don't wanna come on strong

'Cause too many people wanna get me

But you know I do what I gotta do

Just like you, I get lonely

Baby, I could really get to know you

Take my time and show you

Don't tell anybody what we do

When I get lonely

Take me to another place where I'll be

Face to face, just you and me with no rules

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

I get lonely too

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Baby, I could really get to know you

Take my time and show you

Don't tell anybody what we do

When I get lonely

Take me to another place where I'll be

Face to face, just you and me with no rules

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely too

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Just like you, I get lonely

I get lonely

Just like you

My Side lyrics - drake

Yeah, that's about it

This shit sound like what being rich feel like, for real

This life shit is everywhere, you can't control it

Too much going on

Too much, too much, too much

You, you, you

Make me wanna take you down through there

I'll take it there

Why you never come to where I stay?

Always hiding out in your New York condo

Why you never come to where I stay?

If anybody knows, girl, you know, I know

Why are we wasting our relationship on a relationship?

Why are we rushing and forcing it?

This isn't making sense

Why are we focused on things

That don't even mean nothing, girl?

Why can we not find the time

And sit down and discuss it, girl?

Let me at least tell you my side of things, man

Aw, man, aw, man, aw, man

Me and you are playing house

Start thinking that I'm losing touch

Got a tight grip on you now

Maybe I should loosen up

When I leave you and I go home

I start forgetting what it is

Start to think I got to get it how I live

We too busy for a wedding or a kid

If I'm working then I know you working

Keep in touch with other women

'Cause you make me nervous

I empower girls that don't deserve it

I don't mean to do that shit on purpose

It's just that when I go home

I start forgetting what it is

The dream is over, I get lost up in the 6

And you don't ever come to where I stay at

You just rather stay up in your New York condo

You don't ever come to where I stay at

If anybody knows, girl you know, I know

Why are we wasting our relationship on a relationship?

You know how sticky these situations get

You go up higher than me some days

You know what I think we could be some day

Let me at least show you my side of things, man

Aw, man, aw, man, aw, man

Jodeci Freestyle lyrics - drake (feat. J. Cole)

26 on my third GQ cover

Your new shit sound like you do covers

Of all of my old shit, oh shit

I'm devoted to making sure that shit goes unnoticed

Swear you niggas is hopeless

I should run a clinic for niggas that think that they winning

On some coach shit, 50 Ms for a three-month road trip

I see straight through them like fish tanks with no fish in them

Drizzy still got some '06 in him

IRS all in my books getting they Matlock on

All this capital it's like I left the caps lock on

It's like every time I plot a return I seem to shift the game

See I can still talk keys without pitchin' cane

Pay yourself and owe yourself

Before you come to my city just know yourself

Know where you at

I'm good in every town, I'ma be there doing shows where you at

The lights hit women screaming like Jodeci's back, nigga

But that's... that's where all this... that's where the feeling is

That's where all that shit comes from... man I mean like

The music that you and I used to listen to ah.. was just

Absolutely phenomenal, because we went through it all

We went through everything

I remember you loved Jodeci

I mean like studied, you even made me a CD

Your money is just a little Barney's Co-Op for you to be tryna show out

I'm in your girl's ear planting seeds like a grow-op

We move the operation to Cali soon as the snow drop

Oh stop, please stop arguin' 'bout who's the best MC

I think everyone would agree, they know that you're not

I know I'm a sure shot, middle finger poking you in your sore spot

Bars sound like I'm under oath nigga

I Comedy Central roast niggas and turn 'em to ghost niggas

Either I'm gettin' bigger or you're just gettin' smaller or it's both, nigga

I'm just as unforgivin' as most niggas

You bit the hand, now starve, it's not a joke nigga

I'll hang you with it after I teach you the ropes nigga

Oh well, bitches paint OVO on their toenails

And show up at the show, the afterparty, and the hotel

That five star in your city, they know where we at

I hit the lobby, women's screaming like Jodeci's back, nigga

Jodeci's back

You bitches screamin' like Jodeci's back

I call the front desk for condoms, she's sayin' they ain't got none

The way that I'm respondin', she know that we black, nigga

(Fuck you mean you ain't got no condoms)

Jodeci's back

Fuckin' hoes like Jodeci's back

I paint pictures and flip words

Nigga woulda thought Def Poetry back (Cole)

Roof top, hoes turned up

Lookin' for your bitch, bet she won't turn up

Wonder where she is, fuck could she be?

She's a ho, she's a slut, she's a freak

Heard a couple niggas hatin' but them fuck niggas weak

Count a hundred thousand dollars like it sucks to be me

Ain't that what you wanted? Stuntin' on you niggas

Came in this game never frontin' on you niggas

Gave you heart and soul, stories of my pain

Felt naked 'cause I laid out all my glory and my shame

Caught fire just to have niggas ignore me and my flame

'Bout to burn down the house, they tryna put me in the rain, no

Fuck your list you lame niggas and doubters

I'm undoubtedly the hottest and that's just me bein' modest

Go check the numbers dummy, that's just me gettin' started

I'm artistic, you niggas is autistic, retarded

Started, hold your applause

Who gives a poker face when you jokers showed me your cards?

David and Goliath, takin' on the giants

No need for pause when I tell you my balls bigger than yours, Cole

No false gods, young Mike playin' against the Monstars

Tappin' into '94 Nas

Or that '96 Jay, or that Chronic shit, Dre

Which is really just Slim Shady, I'm silly, my pen crazy

Today I'm out in Philly, my fans waitin' for 12 hours

Just to get their dollar signed

Thoughts stream like I'm Spotifyin'

Trenchcoat flow, bottom line

To these too cool for school niggas I'm Columbine

Flow dumber than your projections

This makes twice now, I doubled what you expected, yet

Your covers keep perplexin' me

Maybe it's too complex for me

But is this 'bout skills or is this 'bout sales?

'Cause either fuckin' way, man all them niggas is less than me

You legends know that we rap

Bitches screamin' like Jodeci's back

Club Paradise lyrics - drake

Ha, yeah

They say that all your old girls got somebody new

I said, "Damn, really? Even Rosemary? Even Leann Sealy?"

They said, "Fucking right, they were the first to go"

It's nothing personal

It's just that all them women that you slept on been working though

They've been saving up, new niggas came around, they been waking up

With "I swear, you don't know this city anymore

They might have loved you before

But you're out here doing your thing, they don't know you"

Ah, sure they do, they just not as sincere

It's crazy all the emotions forgot in a year

She like, "Why you even give a fuck, you not even here?"

Well, out there there ain't nothing for me and I think I need to come home

Tell me, who did I leave behind?

You think it got to me, I can just read your mind

You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now

Uh, but believe I remember it all

I be with my nigga Chubbs, he in love with street shit

No wonder why I feel awkward at this Fashion Week shit

No wonder why I keep fucking up the double-cheek kiss

And long for that ignorant Young Money Miami Beach shit

Couple artists got words for me, that's never fun

They say it's on when they see me, that day don't ever come

I'm never scared, they never real, I never run

When all is said and done, more is always said than done

And I was told once, things will change

By a nigga named Tip when my deal came

Told me it's all good, even when it feel strange

Now I'm that guy that know them strippers by their real names

Rochelle, Jordan

Thick bitches, they just talked me out of four grand

How'd a pile of kush become a mountain of truth?

How'd a bottle of wine become the fountain of youth?

Damn, my biggest fear is losing it all

Remember how I used to feel at the start of it

And now I'm living a motherfuckin' fairy tale

And still trying to keep you feeling a part of it

Yeah, just lie to my ears

Tell me it feel the same, that's all I've been dying to hear

Lights get low and that's when I have my brightest ideas

And I heard my city feel better than ever, that's why I gotta come home

Tell me, who did I leave behind?

You think it got to me, I can just read your mind

You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now

Uh, but believe I remember it all

My mother is back to who she was years ago

It's like a new page me and her are beginning on

I wish she'd stop checking up on women I can't stand

'Cause I got new girls I could use her opinion on

She thinks I've become a slave to the wealth

But I'd never break the promises I made to myself

And I would never make up names for myself

Then change the names that I just gave to myself

Certain rappers would call me to say "What up, though?"

I used to brag about it to my friends

And now I'm feeling like all of these niggas cutthroat

And maybe that's all they do is just pretend

Damn, but I bought it though, I believed it

Yeah, I thought it and I achieved it

Yeah, so show me love, show me fuckin' love

'Cause I thought it was all I needed

Yeah, clearly I was wrong about it all along

And this'll be the year that I won't even feel shit

They trip off the amount of people that I brought along

But I'm just trying to be surrounded by some real shit

Need credentials for every one of these Toronto kids

I promised they'd see it with me, we just trying to live

I told 'em we about to get it and we finally did

Listen closely to my shit, I swear it's sounding like home

Tell me, who did I leave behind?

You think it got to me, I can just read your mind

You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now

Uh, but believe I remember it all

Well, you see, the way I feel about the music, it can be copied, you know?

But, it's not copy do it, it's the feel, you know? It carry a feel

Well, you ask plenty musicians – them know it, but them can't do it

Some people still searching for this truth here

Free Spirit lyrics - drake (feat. Rick Ross)

Tat my name on you, girl, so I know it's real

Tat my fuckin' name on you so I know it's real

Tell a bad bitch "Girl, let's go hang"

You know me, Rolex, gold chain

Fuck with my young niggas, XO Gang

Get so drunk you forget your name

Incense burning, smoking out to my own shit

Got black wood in my white Range

I'm taking off when that light change

I'm Drizzy Drake to my old bitches

Voodoo Child to my new hoes

I miss this and I want it back so I'm all in with these new flows

New flows, got new flows, rap is stress but it pays great

Pimp flows and Screw flows, my shit is sounding like grey tapes

Now, let me gon' hit that cup, one time 'fore a nigga hit that road

These days keep going by too fast, so give me anything to make shit go slow

Yeah, money in my safe but I'm living dangerous

They told me shit would change but I don't really see no change in us, oh, no

Tat my name on you so I know it's real

Tat my fuckin' name on you so I know it's real

I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it

'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit

You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine

Tat my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah

You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours

Tat my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy

What's up?

I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune

I play with her mind, she masturbate in my Porsche

It's simple love, simple math

Her chest nice, not a wrinkle in her ass

Puffing purple hash, welcome to my power circle

Sucker-free, no snitching and we know when cowards working

Rolls Royce rolling, rose-gold Rollies

MBA accountants, amounts, they get unholy

My momma still praying for her Rubberband Man

When them wheels land, Travis Barker, drums playing

Tap-dance to my drum roll (Uh)

I love a bitch that know how to keep me one rolled

Tat my name on you so I know it's real

Tat my fuckin' name on you so I know it's real

I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it

'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit

You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine

Tat my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah

You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours

Tat my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy

What's up?

I don't have to work in the morning so I always stay for one more

Fuck what they say, I'm telling you there's no side-effects, I'm sure

Went from driving up in some old shit to drivers opening doors

This is my town, if you need something, just ask for it, it's yours

Yeah, ask for it, it's yours, if you ask for it, it's done

I could Western Union some money, get your passport and then come

You'll meet everybody I know, at first it might seem like a lot

But they all playing they role, put that on everything that I got

And all I care about is my city, man, I can't say it enough

I done heard things about y'all that they can't say about us

I just hold it down for my side, I just hold it down for my set

I just give everybody a piece of this and make do with what's left

Yeah, I do this shit to the death, yeah, I do this shit 'til I'm gone

Yeah, I told you it's our world, you foolish thinking I'm wrong, ooh

Stop asking how the fucking needle feel

Tat my fuckin' name on you, let these niggas know it's real

What's up?

Tat my name on you so I know it's real

Tat my fuckin' name on you so I know it's real

I know it hurts, but I ain't tryna hear it

'Cause when I'm not around, I still be there in spirit

You'll still be mine, yeah, you'll still be mine

Tat my fuckin' name on you when I go, you'll still be mine, yeah

You'll still be mine, yeah, I'll still be yours

Tat my fuckin' name on you, let 'em know you love the boy

What's up?

Heat Of The Moment lyrics - drake

All the school kids are so sick of books and learnin'

They don't read anymore, they don't even read anymore

They just wanna be like all the rappers that I can't stand

Niggas we don't need anymore

All the niggas we don't need anymore

And all the cops are still hangin' out at the doughnut shops

Talkin' 'bout how the weather's changin'

The ice is meltin' as if the world is endin'

She asked me

"Who are you gonna be when it's all over? When it's all over?"

She asked me

"Who are you gonna be when it's all over? When it's all over?"

I don't wanna think about that right now

Heat of the moment

Heat of the moment, girl, heat of the moment

I ain't even got a strap, if you think we really need one, I'm on it

The last man fucked up, I'll take it since he doesn't want it

Can't think straight in the heat of the moment, heat of the moment

What are we even doing?

Ridin' clean

With you on my mind and I'm thinkin' dirty things

Yes Lord, yes Lord, yes Lord

I've seen some things

I wish we had met when I was in my teens

Yes Lord, yes Lord, yes Lord

'Cause these days I only know conditional love

I'm not used to settlin' down

I'm too used to switchin' it up, oh

And she says, "You don't know how good it is to be you 'cause you're him"

And I say "Well, goddamn"

Then ask myself

Who am I gonna be when it's all over? When it's all over?

I don't wanna think about that right now

Heat of the moment

Heat of the moment, girl, heat of the moment

I ain't even got a strap if you think we really need one, I'm on it

The last man fucked up, I'll take it since he doesn't want it

Can't think straight in the heat of the moment, heat of the moment

All of this, it's alcohol, it's drugs, weed, it's everything that you could ever imagine. Man, our sisters, our sisters, and our brothers, our brothers, need to stop this shit. They need to take a step up. Young girls are hot, and they will fuck anybody, anytime, anyway. Because they are so hot and young guys are, they are going for it. This shit has to stop, man. This shit has to stop. These people need to uh, uh, uh, uh educate themselves. Women are too fucking hot

Yeah, you're right. You're right. Alright man, well, shit, I just wanted

They know they're too hot. They don't give a fuck. It's the heat of the moment. It's the heat of the moment and that's all it is. It's the heat of the moment

I agree

This shit, that's all it is. It's the heat of the moment. Be a 100% woman, or try and be a 100% man, and use a fucking condom

Girls Love Beyonce lyrics - drake (feat. James Fauntleroy)

Look, I know girls love Beyoncé

Girls love to fuck with your conscience

Girls hate when niggas go missing

And shawty you ain't no different

These days it's hard to meet women

Feel like my love life is finished

I've been avoiding commitment

That's why I'm in this position

I'm scared to let somebody in on this

No new friends, no, no, no

You know how this shit go

You got your fair share of admirers that call your phone

You try to act like it's just me, but I am not alone

But if you're alone, then

Say my name, say my name

When no one is around you

Say, "Baby, I love you"

If you ain't running games

Say my name, say my name

You actin' kinda shady, baby

Why the sudden change?

Say my name

Say my name, say my name

If no one is around you

Yeah

Say my name, say my name

'Cause those other men are practice

And this ain't no time for actin'

And this ain't no time for games

And this ain't no time for uncertainty

And this ain't no time for locking your phone and not coming home

And startin' some shit when I'm in the zone

This is why I've been saying

No new friends, no, no, no

You know how this shit goes

This is not four years ago

Time escapes me

Now forget how it felt when this shit move slow

I come through in whips that make a young boy take the long way home

All my young boys 'round me saying, "Get money and fuck these hoes"

Where we learn these values? I do not know what to tell you

I'm just trying to find a reason not to go out every evening

I need someone that'll help me think of someone besides myself

I need someone I leave through the front door with

'Cause we don't wanna hide no more

Plus you're not shy no more

Neither of us wanna play the side no more

No, I'm not alone

Even though nothing was the same

Let me get your ass alone

Let me make you say my name

Say my name

Say my name, say my name

When no one is around you

Say, "Baby, I love you"

If you ain't running games

Say my name, say my name

You actin' kinda shady, baby

Why the sudden change?

Say my name

Say my name, say my name

If no one is around you

Paris Morton Music lyrics - drake

Would've came back for you, I just needed time

To do what I had to do, caught in the life

I can't let it go

Whether that's right, I will never know, oh-oh-oh

Hope you forgive me, never meant wrong

Tried to be patient but waited too long

But I would've came back, but I would've came back for you

Would've came back, would've came back

I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta

Who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned

Bitches, what's up with ya?

I hate calling the women "bitches," but the bitches love it

I took some sense and made a nickel of it

I'm urging all daughters to kiss their mothers

With those lips that all that lipstick covers

You're never too grown up to miss and hug her

And girls counting on me to be there like missing rubbers

I'm on some Marvin Gaye shit, a bunch of distant lovers

This ain't the life that I'm used to

Reintroduced to people I've been introduced to

Did you forget me?

Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me

And fear that I won't remember?

I wish you could still accept me for me

I miss Memphis, Tennessee, my cousins, my dad

The simplistic beauty that all of them Southerners have

I'm halfway across the world with dozens of bags

Feeling like all four members of Color Me Badd

In one nigga, amazing shit

I got that Courtney Love for you, that crazy shit

I don't drink every bottle I own, I be aging shit

And I got them wedding ring flows, that engaging shit

Which one of y'all got fleets on your keychains?

The seats for these Heat games?

I really think that you stare at yourself and you see things

La Familia, I've been inducted and instructed

To stunt on these niggas we don't really fuck with, fuck is up?

Having lunch and debating Ferrari prices

23 and going through a midlife crisis

But trust me, I still deliver like a midwife

And no, I'm not saying I'm the nicest, I just live life like it

Uh, it take a certain type of man to teach

To be far from hood, but to understand the streets

I never threw away that paper with my Grammy speech

Because I haven't hit the pinnacles I plan to reach

Yeah, you gotta own it if you want it

Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment

And, baby, I'll never forget none of that

Girl, I told you I was coming back, I

Would've came back for you, I just needed time

To do what I had to do, caught in the life

I can't let it go

Whether that's right, I will never know

Hope you forgive me, never meant wrong

Tried to be patient but waited too long

But I would've came back, but I would've came back for you

Would've came back, would've came back

Can I? lyrics - drake (feat. Beyoncé)

(Can I, baby? Can I, baby?)

Yeah, (can I, baby? Can I, baby?)

(Can I) bring you to the six where I really stay, (baby?)

Show you why I am the way I am

(Can I) tell you what I think my biggest flaw is, (baby?)

I try to be consistent, but I can't

(Can I) have an honest moment wit' you right now, (baby?)

Tell me who the fuck you want to be

(Can I) get an honest answer from you right now, (baby?)

'Cause all we ever talk about is me

(Can I? Before I turn the lights out)

'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

(Can I) call instead of text you on the hotline?

Sometimes a nigga wanna hear your voice

(Can I) see you right now, I know the sun is up, (baby?)

Sorry, I don't really have a choice

(Can I) ever make you feel like I'm down for you, (baby?)

You do so much more than that for me

(Can I) finally take the time and open up to you, (baby?)

'Cause that's the side you never get to see

(Can I? Before I turn the lights out one more time)

'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

(Can I, baby? Can I? Before I turn the lights out

Can I, baby? Can I, baby?

Can I? Before I turn the lights out)

Tell me who the fuck you wanna be

(Can I? Can I, baby?

Can I, baby? Can I, baby?

Can I? Before I turn the lights out one more time)

Tell me who the fuck you wanna be

(Before I turn the lights out)

"Scorpion" (2018)

Survival lyrics - Drake
Nonstop lyrics - Drake (feat. Migos)
Elevate lyrics - Drake
Emotionless lyrics - Drake
God's Plan lyrics - Drake
I'm Upset lyrics - Drake
8 Out Of 10 lyrics - Drake (feat. Post Malone)
Mob Ties lyrics - Mob Ties (feat. Ty Dolla Sign and Travis Scott)
Can't Take A Joke lyrics - Drake
Sandra's Rose lyrics - Drake
Talk Up lyrics - Drake (feat. Jay-Z)
Is There More lyrics - Drake
Peak lyrics - Drake
Summer Games lyrics - Drake (feat. Tinashe)
Jaded lyrics - Drake
Nice For What lyrics - Drake
Finesse lyrics - Drake
Ratchet Happy Birthday lyrics - Drake (feat. Swae Lee)
That's How You Feel lyrics - Drake (feat. Nicki Minaj)
Blue Tint lyrics - Drake (feat. Future)
In My Feelings lyrics - Drake
Don't Matter To Me lyrics - Drake (feat. Michael Jackson)
After Dark lyrics - Drake (feat. Static Major and Ty Dolla Sign)
Final Fantasy lyrics - Drake
March 14 lyrics - Drake

Survival lyrics - Drake

I been waitin' on this
Yeah

All of this disorder, no addressin'
The crown is broken in pieces, but there's more in my possession
There's a whole lot in my possession
Who do you really love?
Well, that's sure to be in question
My Mount Rushmore is me with four different expressions
Who's givin' out this much return on investment?
After my run, man, how is that even a question?
After this summer, man, how is that even a
I've had real Philly niggas try to write my endin'
Takin' shots with the gold and talk about shots that we sendin'
I've had scuffles with bad boys that wasn't pretendin'
I've had too many nights to mention, that's just the beginnin'
I'm pretty sure we got a label, I'm still independent
I fell back a hundred times when I don't get the credit
Seen this movie a hundred times, I know where it's headed
Realize someone gotta die when no one'll dead it
Niggas gamblin' with they life for some content
That's the type of lottery that could get your top picked
I am a cream of the crop, nigga
You niggas pop mollies, my Mali's pop niggas
House on both coasts, but I live on the charts
I have tea with the stars and I swim with the sharks
And I see in the dark, wasn't this cold at the start
Think my soul has been marked, there's a hole in my heart
Yeah, I was about to
Man, I thought about it
It's unsettlin' to talk about it
Free all of my niggas that they caught with it
RIP my niggas that they caught without it
This just a intro, let me not get ahead of myself
This is God's plan, young man, you said it yourself
Always got a ace up my sleeve for whatever was dealt
Daddy got suits like Bernie Mac, he dresses himself
I stopped askin' myself and I started feelin' myself
Now I gotta deal with all this drama and deal with myself
I ain't even have to cut the tie, it severed itself
This just the intro, let me not get ahead of myself

Nonstop lyrics - Drake (feat. Migos)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Look, I just flipped a switch (flipped, flipped)
I don't know nobody else that's doing this
Bodies start to drop, ayy, hit the floor
Now they wanna know me since I hit the top, ayy
This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop
This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot
Give me my respect, give me my respect
I just took it left like I'm ambidex
Bitch, I move through London with the eurostep
Got a sneaker deal and I ain't break a sweat
Catch me 'cause I'm going, outta there, I'm gone
How I go from 6 to 23 like I'm LeBron?
Servin' up a pack, servin' up a pack
Niggas pullin' gimmicks 'cause they scared to rap
Funny how they shook, ayy, got these niggas shook
Pullin' back the curtain by myself take a look, ayy
I'm a bar spitta, I'm a hard hitta
Yeah I'm light skinned, but I'm still a dark nigga
I'm a wig splitta, I'm a tall figure
I'm a unforgiving wild-ass dog nigga
Somethin' wrong with 'em, got 'em all bitter
I'm a bill printer, I'm a grave digger
Yeah, I am what I am
I don't have no time for no misunderstandings again

I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
(This a Rollie not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop)
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to-

Future took the business and ran it for me
I let Ollie take the owl, told him brand it for me
I get 2 million a pop and that's standard for me
Like I went blind dog you gotta hand it to me (gotta gimme that shit, dog)
Prayed, then I prayed again (Amen, Lord)
Had a moment but it came and went (They don't love you no more)
You don't wanna play with him (nah, nah, nah)
They'll be mourning you like 8AM (R.I.P)
Pinky ring till I get a wedding ring (woah, yeah)
Love my brothers, cut 'em in on anything (big slice)
And you know it's King Slime Drizzy damn
She just said I'm bae, I hit the thizzle dance (Mac Dre shit, damn)
Either hand is the upper hand (oh, yeah, shit)
Got a bubble on my other hand (oh, yeah, shit, yeah)
This shit ain't no hundred bands (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Palace look like Buckingham
Bills so big I call 'em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got a trillion for real
They been trying me but I'm resilient for real
I can't go in public like civilian for real
And I hardly take offense
Money for revenge, man that's hardly an expense
Al Haymon checks off of all of my events
I like all the profit man I hardly do percents (I don't do that shit)
A big part of me resents niggas that I knew from when I started in this shit
They see what I got and man it's hard to be content
Fuck what they got going on I gotta represent

I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it-
(This a Rollie not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop)
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
Fuck all that chicken shit
Bake the nig-
I had to get it
(This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot)

Elevate lyrics - Drake

Elevate, elevate
Only obligation is to tell it straight
So much on my plate I gotta delegate
Baka passed a drug test, we gotta celebrate
I'm in better weight, thinking how'd I make-

All this happen for myself and my family
All this happen for myself and my family
There's no way that this is real, man, it can't be

Yeah, yeah
If you need me, you can't call me, I stay busy making money
You know what is on my mind, all I think about is hunnids
I stay busy (bzz!) working on me
I stay busy with my business, homie
I already hit her when you left her lonely
She is not the type that likes to take things slowly
Slowly, my mouth is going off, I don't know patience
I got a chance, then my niggas got it too like it's contagious
I see the future when I get wavy (wavy, than!)
But I couldn't picture buying champagne when I would buy that shit and save it for the right occasion (haaan)
I couldn't picture changes when I was with Ms. Craten
That lady hates me
Couldn't picture wifing Braden when I was pumping gas on road trips to go from Cincinnati on to Dayton
I couldn't gauge it
I wanna thank God for working way harder than Satan
He's playing favorites, it feels amazing (yeah)

Elevate, elevate
Only obligation is to tell it straight
Me and all the guys found a better way
This for life, bih, we can never separate
I'm in better weight, thinking how'd I make-

All this happen for myself and my family
All this happen for myself and my family
There's no way that this is real, man, it can't be

Yeah
I can only tell you shit in pieces
As it happens to me I begin to write the thesis
Freddy got the Aria setup like its a Freaknik
Vegas like Marine Land, that big whale treatment
Georgie got me up a hunnid thousand for the weekend
I gotta move the safe beside the bed when I be sleepin'
My mood is changin' this summer I'ma be tweakin

Emotionless lyrics - Drake

[Mariah Carey:]
You've got me feeling emotions
Higher, ooah
You've got me fe-
You've, ohh

[Drake:]
Don't link me
Don't hit me when you hear this and tell me your favorite song
Don't tell me how you knew it would be like this all along
I know the truth is you won't love me until I'm gone
And even then the thing that comes after is movin' on
I can't even capture the feeling I had at first
Meeting all my heroes like seeing how magic works
The people I look up to are going from bad to worse
Their actions out of character even when they rehearse
Working in the land of the free, the home of the brave
I gotta bring my brothers or else I feel out of place
Breakin' speed records on roads that these niggas paved
And they don't like that it's written all on they face
I don't know how I'ma make it out of here clean
Can't even keep track of who plays for the other team
Iconic duos rip and split at the seams
Good hearted people are takin' it to extremes
Leavin' me in limbo to question what I believe
Leavin' me to ask what's their motive and makin' peace
Leavin' me to not trust anybody I meet
Leavin' me to ask is there anybody like me?

[Mariah Carey:]
You've got me fe-
You've, ohh
You've got me fe-
You, ohh
Ayye

[Drake:]
Missing out on my years
It's time when I wish I was where I was
Back when I used to wish I was here
Missing out on my days
Scrolling through life and fishing for praise
Opinions from total strangers take me out of my ways
I'm tryna see who's there on the other end of the shade
Most times it's just somebody that's underage
That's probably just alone and afraid
And lashin' out so that someone else can feel they pain
I always hear people complain about the place that they live
That all the people here fake and they got nothin' to give
'Cause they been starin' at somebody else's version of shit
That makes another city seem more exciting than it is
I know a girl whose one goal was to visit Rome
Then she finally got to Rome
And all she did was post pictures for people at home
'Cause all that mattered was impressin' everybody she's known
I know another girl that's cryin' out for help
But her latest caption is "Leave me alone"
I know a girl happily married 'til she puts down her phone
I know a girl that saves pictures from places she's flown
To post later and make it look like she still on the go
Look at the way we live
I wasn't hiding my kid from the world
I was hiding the world from my kid
From empty souls who just wake up and looked to debate
Until you starin' at your seed, you can never relate
Breakin' news in my life, I don't run to the blogs
The only ones I wanna tell are the ones I can call
They always ask, "Why let the story run if it's false?"
You know a wise man once said nothin' at all
I'm exhausted and drained I can't even pretend
All these people takin' miles when you give 'em an inch
All these followers but who gon' follow me to the end
I guess I'll make it to the end and I'ma find out then

[Mariah Carey:]
You've got me fe-
You've, ohh
Ayye
Higher, higher
You've got me fe-
You've, ohh
Ayye
Higher, higher

I'm Upset lyrics - Drake

Yeah
I'm workin' on dyin'

I'm upset
Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
I'ma always take the money over sex
That's why they need me out the way
What you expect?

Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho
Every month, I'm supposed to pay her bills
And get her what she want
I still got like seven years of doin' what I want
My dad still got child support from 1991
Outta time, people love to pop a lot of shit then come around
Word to Flacko Jodye, he done seen us put it down
Niggas askin' if I'm cool

I'm upset
Hunnid thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check

You tryna check?
This is real life, niggas think we playin' chess
So what's next?
Jump up out the bed like I'm possessed
I go out on tour and I say I'm drinkin' less
End up gettin' loose and gettin' pictures from my ex
SMS, triple X
That's the only time I ever shoot below the neck (skrr)
Why you keep on shootin' if you know that nigga dead? (Skrr)
That's the only kind of shit that gets you some respect

Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho (ayy, ayy)
Every month, she don't even love me, she just puttin' on a front
She gon' tryna settle outta court and make a run
Then gon' ask me how I'm doin'?

I'm upset
Half a million on my head I can't accept, yeah
'Least it makes me feel someone tried their best, yeah
Want to waste a half a million, be my guest
Made me wanna buy a vest and a tech (skrr)
But I'm blessed, I just checked
Hate me, never met me in a flesh
Said she's got somethin's she gotta come here and collect
That shit is in a box to the left, to the left

Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep trynna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no ho

8 Out Of 10 lyrics - Drake (feat. Post Malone)

Too rich for who? Y'all just got rich again
Who grips the mic and likes to kill they friends?
I never been the type to make amends
If shit was at a eight we like to-we like to-we like to-
Yeah, if shit was at a eight we like to make it a ten
1da sent this in, I'm going up all the way
I don't like to talk when there's nothing else left to say

Drizzy by the drop, the game is in disarray
I'd tell you hear me out but we both know end of the day
Your sister is pressin' play
Your trainer is pressin' play
Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey

I gotta breathe in real deep when I catch an attitude
I got a whole 'nother level that I can tap into
Max said they only bless when they attached to you
The only deadbeats is whatever beats I been rappin' to
And the product is still the best though
It's only good in my city because I said so
Just the 50 estate man, I had to cop a feel like presto, voila, tada

Never a matter of could I or should I
Kiss my son on the forehead then kiss your ass goodbye
As luck would have it I've settled into my role as the good guy
I guess luck is on your side
I guess luck is on your side
All sevens, no sixes
Rest easy get some shut eye
Hold on, hold on
But I miss makin' 'em pay
Helipad from Will Smith crib straight to the stage
Three forum shows, but I played Staples today
The neighborhood is smokey, y'all stay safe in this place

Drizzy 'bout to drop, the game is in disarray
I'd tell you hear me out but we both know end of the day
Your niggas is pressin' play
Your nanny is pressin' play
Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey, your wifey

Had to go and hit reset, now we here
I been on top for three sets of three years
I can't be around the niggas you minglin' with
I can't fly if I can't sit on the wing of this shit
Try to pay it less mind
They been keepin' tabs on me like I be payin' next time
I think I sense a little fear from the other side
White vans parked across the street, real subtle guys

Yeah, never a matter of could I, should I-
Kiss my mom on the forehead, then kiss your ass goodbye
As luck would have it I've settled into my role as the good guy
I guess luck is on your side
I guess luck is on your side
All sevens, no sixes
Rest easy get some shut eye
Hold on, hold on
But I (haha)

[Plies:]
But I can't argue with you
No! You mad!
Look at you! You mad!
You big mad! (hahaha)
I'm happy!
Leave me alone!
I just want some money
A lot of money
I don't get paid to argue with you
No! Who is you?
You ain't nobody
You mad!

Mob Ties lyrics - Mob Ties (feat. Ty Dolla Sign and Travis Scott)

Ayy, sick of these niggas (sick)
Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these niggas
Sick of this shit, move to the Ritz
Turned out the bitch
It is what it is, yeah
GLE, 'cause that Lambo movin' fast
S Class, G Class, lotta class
In a rocket and that bitch ain't got no tags
Louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah

Sick of these niggas (sick)
Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these niggas
Fuck what it was, it is what it is
Whatever you did, it is what it is
And I'm so tired (tired)

I fuck with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that-
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that

Ayy, sick of these niggas
Sick of these niggas
Hire some help
Get rid of these niggas
I'm not with the ra-ra
I am a da-da
My bitch in Chanel now
Your bitch in the Prada (sick, sick, sick)

Yeah, and they shook
Please don't let them fool ya, I don't care how they look (nah)
Heard all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (shh)
29 is comin', they on edge when I cook (cook)
Lead the league in scorin' man, but look at my assists (shh)
Yes I be with Future but I like to reminisce (yeah)
I do not forget a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, they insist (they insist)
Yeah, I can tell
I just gave them two for $40 million like Chappelle (two)
Standing over coffin with a hammer and a nail (two)
Heard you hit up so and so that name don't ring a bell

Sick of these niggas (sick)
Sick of these niggas (sick, sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these niggas
I'm sick of this shit (sick, sick)
I'm runnin' a blitz
Whatever you did, it is what it is
And I'm so tired (tired)

I fuck with the mob and I got ties (got the ties, got the ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that-
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that

Can't Take A Joke lyrics - Drake

Ayo blast that shit back
Blast that shit back if you blastin'
Ayy

UberX to Hidden Hills, give me somethin' I can feel
If they come to Hidden Hills then I know they know the deal
We just right there up the road, you could hit it wit' a stone
I be out here on my own, I'm just tryna set the tone
I've been kicked when I was down, none of that shit matter now
Niggas think they run the town 'til we run 'em out of town
And they gotta relocate, gotta defend where they stay
Everything will be okay, man just stay up out my way

Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes
If I touch studio then we got one
I be tryna laugh with the bros 'bout the opps that we know
But they can't take a joke, 'cause it's not one
Think it's 'cause we live by the code, reputation to uphold
Makin' me the one they gotta take the spot from
I be tryna laugh with the bros but they can't take a joke

Ayo blast that shit back
Blast that shit back if you blastin'
Yeah, yeah

Back and forth to Italy, my comment section killin' me
I swear I get so passionate, y'all do not know the half of it
I grew up with the reps, them boys be crashin' it and splashin' in
And when I say they crashin' it, I do not mean a accident
I'm- I'm still in the studio at 6:45
And my haters either on they way to work or they arrived
And I gotta own the things I rap about just for my pride
You know when it comes to pride, I can't put that shit aside
I've been kicked when I was down, none of that shit matter now
They be throwin' in the towel, I do yellowtail Ital
They be watchin' what they say, especially when it's to my face
Everything will be okay, man just stay up out my way

Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes
If I touch studio then we got one
I be tryna laugh with the bros 'bout the opps that we know
But they can't take a joke, 'cause it's not one
Think it's 'cause we live by the code, reputation to uphold
Makin' me the one they gotta take the spot from
I be tryna laugh with the bros but they can't take a joke

Sandra's Rose lyrics - Drake

No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah
No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh
Yeah

Niggas see the crib and ask who did I steal from
Price tags on making the world feel some
They don't have enough to satisfy a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the deal done
Niggas scared to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my young gunners
Rick Pitino, I take them to strip clubs and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas scratched like Preemo
Worms, I just opened up a can of those
My mother had a flower shop, but I was Sandra's Rose
Two girls that I rope like I'm Indiana Jones
I make them hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, fuck that I got to up the ante
California girls sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all up on a Nipsey hood and go link up with Sammy
Type of hood where bandanas make niggas a family
Head on a swivel, I could shoot but I could never dribble
Life too short I gotta get it 'fore they blow the whistle
My uncle tried to change the energy with stones and crystals
But it's gonna take more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no casket or no prison cell
Every title doing numbers like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a living hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers never pick themselves

No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah
No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh

Niggas want a classic, that's just ten of these
Crime family like the Genovese
You don't want drama, capisce?
My house is full of supermodels just like Mohamed Hadid
I take this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I find it funny how I keep on talking and commas increase
I'm standing at the top of where you niggas are climbing to reach
I even got my very own initials inscribed on my sheets
Subtle reminders are key, Gs
Spoiler alert: the second act is tragic
And everyone that wants the worst for me's asking what happened
Backstabbed so many times I started walking backwards
Like Charlemagne, I see the light and see the darkest patches
Bury me and I'll be born again
I walk in godly form amongst the mortal man
I got some real demons across the border fence
And made a note of the mistakes we can't afford again
Like I said, can of worms and I'm the early bird
Niggas want to hang but I'm too busy doing dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll link back on the 33rd
When I say that they cursing me, it ain't dirty words
Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit synagogue
I don't know who's protecting me but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no wonder they tryna' pick me off
I guess you gotta show these niggas who you really are

No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah
No more, no more
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh

Talk Up lyrics - Drake (feat. Jay-Z)

Ayy, ayy
Lot of 6's in here tonight
Yeah, yeah, ayy

Ten of us, we moving as one
I'm so proud of who I've become
You might think I've taken some lumps
Only if we talking about sums (yeah)
Intentions are pure, they cannot tell me relax
My mentions are jokes, but they never give me the facts
This's and that's, can't be ignoring the stats
Based off of that, they gotta run me the Max
They gotta run me the Max, they gotta double the racks
They had it set up for real but they didn't come with the slaps
When I heard the shit I was skipping through that
If I get it trippin', it's no coming back
I don't understand, these niggas gotta adapt
You know where I'm at, I put the 6 on the map
Your shorty was bent, she wanted to vent
I promise it fell in my lap
My money is young, my problems are old
I promise I'm bridging the gap

You know what I'm sayin' (woo)
Ayy, ayy, yeah
You know what I'm sayin' (geat, geat, geat)

Niggas provoke, this shit ain't a joke, man, nobody playing
He's at the top and he's at the top, but nobody staying
These niggas around but they ain't around
You know what I'm sayin'?
Say that they down, when they shit is down
You know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Ayy, ayy, yeah
You know what I'm sayin'

[JAY-Z:]
Yo, get close enough to HOV smell like a kilo still
First album 26, I ain't need no deal
Already a hood legend, I ain't need no shine
First Rollie flooded out, I ain't see no time (woah)
Stand up niggas
We only ducking indictments
Dope boys, off-white, looking like soft white on 'em, hehe
You know what I'm saying?
We in the building, we came for a billion, ain't nobody playing
Live every word that I'm rapping
Said I lost 90 bricks and it happened
You probably wouldn't believe everything you seeing right now right now if it wasn't live action
I ain't on the 'Gram, they record who I am
God to these dope boys
How you not be a HOV fan?
I only shoot a Benz
I'm what Supreme didn't become
If Alpo didn't snitch
Niggas would be like Young
I got your President tweeting
I won't even meet with him
Y'all killed X and let Zimmerman live
Streets is done

You know what I'm sayin'
Ayy, ayy, yeah
You know what I'm sayin'

Drake Lyrics

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Losses lyrics - drake (feat. Dennis Graham)

From Florida With Love lyrics - drake

Demons lyrics - drake (feat. Fivio Foreign & Sosa Geek)

War lyrics - drake

compilation: "Care Package" (2019)

Dreams Money Can Buy lyrics - drake (feat. Jai Paul)

The Motion lyrics - drake (feat. Sampha)

How Bout Now lyrics - drake

Trust Issues lyrics - drake

Days In The East lyrics - drake

Draft Day lyrics - drake

4PM In Calabasas lyrics - drake

5 AM In Toronto lyrics - drake

I Get Lonely Too lyrics - drake

My Side lyrics - drake

Jodeci Freestyle lyrics - drake (feat. J. Cole)

Club Paradise lyrics - drake

Free Spirit lyrics - drake (feat. Rick Ross)

Heat Of The Moment lyrics - drake

Girls Love Beyonce lyrics - drake (feat. James Fauntleroy)

Paris Morton Music lyrics - drake

Can I? lyrics - drake (feat. Beyoncé)

"Scorpion" (2018)

Survival lyrics - Drake

Nonstop lyrics - Drake (feat. Migos)

Elevate lyrics - Drake

Emotionless lyrics - Drake

I'm Upset lyrics - Drake

8 Out Of 10 lyrics - Drake (feat. Post Malone)

Mob Ties lyrics - Mob Ties (feat. Ty Dolla Sign and Travis Scott)

Can't Take A Joke lyrics - Drake

Sandra's Rose lyrics - Drake

Talk Up lyrics - Drake (feat. Jay-Z)

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