"Scorpion" (2018)



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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
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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)
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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

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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
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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

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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!

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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

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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
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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

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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'

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Is There More lyrics - Drake

Only holdin' up I do is my end of the bargain
Only beggin' that I do is me beggin' your pardon
Only tryin' that I do is me tryin' the hardest
Only problems I do are math problems with profit
Only lyin' I do is lyin' out in the tropics
Only cryin' I do is cryin' from laughin' 'bout it
Only lackin' I can do is my lack of responses
Only rest that I do is "Where the rest of my commas"
Still I rise, Maya Angelou vibes
When life comin' at you from all angles and sides
And they don't wanna see that you smilin' from inside
It really boils down to how you plan to survive
Love certain ones but never get attached to 'em
Give 'em nice things, but what's that to 'em?
Especially when another girl I flew in is flickin' up in my bathroom
And they recognize the bathroom
All hell starts to break loose in my texts
I only tell lies to who I gotta protect
I would rather have you remember me how we met
I would rather lose my leg than lose their respect
But that'll never happen the way I'm watchin' my step
That ain't what I'm 'bout
I'm in control of my destiny, never in doubt
If I can't make it with you, I'll make it without
They say take the good with the bad, I'll take it without
Houston women I wine-and-dine and take to the house
My moral compass is janky, it breaks in the south

Is there more to life than digits and bankin' accounts?
Is there more to life than sayin' I figured it out?
Is there more? Yeah

Sweeter the berry, the blacker the juice
The boy is back in the booth, ready to tap in the truth
Too many lyrics 'bout houses and loot
Too many Walt Disney characters, mouses and goofs
I mean you know I love a challenge, but challenged by who?
I'll let you bring a thousand recruits
My peers are a talented group
But even if you take all their statistics and carry the two
Even if you rounded up the numbers and rounded the troops
There's still nothin' they could really do
It's too bad reality checks don't cover the balances due
Whenever it's time to recoup
Yeah, soon as this album drop I'm out of the deal
In the house playin' D'Angelo, "How Does It Feel?"
I got a fear of havin' things on my mind when I die
What you got? Time on your hands or time on your side?
Is there any sense in doin' these songs when I'm high?
Is there more to life than goin' on trips to Dubai?
Yachts on 4th of July, G5 soarin' the skies
Is there more to life than all of these corporate ties
And all of these fortunate times
And all of these asses that never come in proportionate size?
Am I missin' somethin' that's more important to find?
Like healin' my soul, like family time

Is there more to life than just when I'm feelin' alive?
Is there more?

[Nai Palm:]
Passion, instant
Sweat beads, feel me (feel me)
Cupid's shot me
My heartbeat's racing (my heartbeat's racing)
Tempt me, drive me (tempt me)
Feels so exciting
Thought of highly (highly)
It's yours entirely
I'll be, I'll be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than your lover for you
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Peak lyrics - Drake

Treat you like princess, rest in heaven Diana
Piquing my interest, she got peak like Montana
England breeds proper girls; where are all your good manners?
Reply with pleasantries
Honestly, I can't stand ya

Ohh, ohh
You gon' make me turn up on you
Ohh, ohh
You gon' make me turn up on you

What you thought of me
Never had me missing a beat
That's just a view from a cheap seat
They don't want problems with me
Talk used to be cheap, nowadays it's free
People are only as tough as they phone allows them to be
Girl, that could never be me
I found my peace, I'm about to say my piece
You might not agree with me

Ohh, ohh
You gon' make me turn up on you
Ohh, ohh
You gon' make me turn up on you

What I'm sayin' in today really are big, big A's if you're gettin' betrayed on right now and you leave it there for a couple weeks, they should know this is the girl I kinda want to see so drop off the tea, bro, 'cause the world nowadays ain't like that. Shady. He is... did that — obviously it takes time — you tryna shoot facts? Well, you shouldn't have any problem should you at the beginnin'... — That's what I said, that's what I said! The beginning is always hurried. Yeah, well you overdo it and he's overdoin' it. Both of you are overdoin' it right now. Yeah, well, alright

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Summer Games lyrics - Drake (feat. Tinashe)

I think you're changing your mind
Starting to see it in your eyes
I used to love a good surprise and now
I'd rather know ahead of time
You said "I love you" too fast
So much for that, girl, summer just started and we're already done

Yeah, you say I led you on, but you followed me
I follow one of your friends, you unfollow me
Then you block them so they can't see you liking someone just like me
I expected more from you honestly
Said you want a simple life and that's not me
How you go from that to ending up with someone just like
How can you be angry on a night in July
And be warm with me when it's freezing outside
You're confusing me
Don't have me wasting my time
Yeah, you said "I love you" too fast
So much for that, girl, summer just started and we're already done
I kept you decent, I kept you sane
I kept it peaceful don't lie
I kept it decent, even the secrets
Kept it between you and I
Breaking my heart, tearing me apart
Breaking me down when I'm already down
Breaking my heart– breaking my heart– breaking my heart
Breaking my heart– breaking my heart–
Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea
Breaking my heart, tearing me apart
Breaking me down when I'm already down
Breaking my heart– breaking my heart– breaking my heart
Breaking my heart– breaking my heart–
Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea
Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea– Brea

You said "I love you" too fast
So much for that, girl, summer just started and we're already done
How can you be angry on a night in July
And be warm with me when it's freezing outside
You're confusing me
Don't have me wasting my time
You said "I love you" too fast
So much for that, girl, summer just started and we're already done

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Jaded lyrics - Drake

[Drake (Ty Dolla $ign):]
Ayy, yeah
Dogs on this side, dogs over on this side
Yeah

Leaving me (leaving me)
Dippin' out on me (on me)
Already got what you needed, I guess
Quickly (quickly) learned yourself through me (through me)
Already gave you what you needed, I guess (ooh, yeah)
I guess, (yeah) yeah
That's why I'm not with nobody (ooh, yeah)
'Cause I don't wanna hurt nobody (ooh, yeah)
Did it over text, didn't call me (ooh, yeah)
Still got love for you, mami
I know you wanna be somebody (body)
Even if you gotta leave somebody, yeah

Yes I'm hurting, yes I'm jaded (jaded)
Most of these things, I don't wanna say (jaded)
I wanna be around while you chasin' (while you chasin' it)
You wanna hit me up when you make it
You'll try and come back when you famous
I always want the truth, but it's dangerous (dangerous, oh)
You got something real, not basic (ooh, yeah)
You wanna get with me, stop
Yes I'm hurting, yes I'm jaded (jaded)
Most of these things, I don't wanna say (say)
I wanna be around while you chasin' (wanna be around, wanna be around)
You wanna hit me up when you make it (ooh, yeah)
You'll try and come back when you famous (back around, back around)
I always want the truth, but it's dangerous (dangerous)
You got something real, not basic
You wanna get with me, stop (playin')

Yeah
Dogs on this side, dogs over on this side (ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)
Ayy
Told me about all your insecurities, for what?
Dragged me like two hours to your family's house, for what?
Said you need some time, but I should stick around, for what?
Always felt like stickin' 'round's the same as being stuck
And like guns with the inkin', you're getting under my skin
Pretty little young thing (young thing)
Had a nigga convinced, got me too excited
Yeah
You played me
You played me, you played me
Low down, dirty
Shameful, crazy
I need to know how the new nigga you got does the same thing
I do for a living but is way less wavy
How you even managin' to keep straight faces in all the pictures that I seen lately
Lord knows you still look amazing
That's besides the point I'm making
You're way too opinionated, have to force it, have to fake it
You have potential, I could've shaped it
You went and caved in (ooh, yeah)
We could've waited
I wasn't rushing
Differences in ages
You're old enough, but you're still a baby
You've shared stories where you did amazin'
Things to be loyal, things to be patient
That was before me, I must've changed it
Shifted your focus, lens lookin' jaded (jaded)

Most of these things, I don't wanna say
I wanna be around while you chasin' (while you chasin')
You wanna hit me up when you make it
You'll try and come back when you famous (back around, back around)
Dogs on this side, dogs over on this side
You wanna get with me, stop (playin')

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