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?

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

Ha

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

Say my name, say my name

If no one is around you

Yeah

Uh

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

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, 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'

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

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

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

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')

Nice For What lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Finesse lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, woo

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

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

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

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

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

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

Blue Tint lyrics - Drake (feat. Future)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In My Feelings lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Haha, haha
Yeah, ayy
(After dark)

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

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

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

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

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

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Final Fantasy lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

March 14 lyrics - Drake

Here we go
Yeah

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

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

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

EP: "Scary Hours" (2018)

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

God's Plan lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Diplomatic Immunity lyrics - Drake

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

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

compilation: "More Life" (2017)

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

Free Smoke lyrics - Drake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No Long Talk lyrics - Drake (feat. Giggs)

Really?
Yeah (Six!)
Yeah
Murda on tha beat, so it's not nice

[Drake:]
That's Baka, he's a no-long-talker
Quick to let a motherfuckin' TEC slam
We don't need to hear about a next man
Youts talk down, then they get ran
Left them, get dipped from the whole ends
If Gilla call shots, no questions
G-Way 'til I'm restin'
But we still got love for the West End
If it's a chit-chat ting, better talk nice
Murda on the beat, so it's not nice
Skull gets hot, then I'm not nice
You tryna date her and she been, let me walk twice
Now you man are on a diss ting
Just know man like Chubbs
He's a fixer if I ever gotta fix tings
Just know man like Fifth, he's a sicko
As you get tanned, he don't miss things
Just know man like me, I'm a Sixer
And I oversee the whole thing
Yeah, I pree the whole thing
Yeah, I pree the whole thing
Preme got the hurt tucked, can't see the whole thing
Niggas wanna talk splits, now we need the whole thing

[Giggs:]
Man gets duppied when we touch a button
Man catch suckers, then we're touchin' somethin'
Man gets stuck in, yeah, we're stuck in somethin'
Man gets rappin' when we're suckin' somethin'
Man gets battered with the crutch or somethin'
Man bat bat it, then we buck or somethin'
If man child play it, then we Chucky somethin'
If man start throwin', then we're chuckin' somethin'
I'm on the best side, got the TEC lined
In the whip, on the left side, on a death ride
MAC-10 and the spesh flies, and the TEC slide
Nutty shit like somethin' just climbed out the X-Files
Textbook, like it's old school, like in textiles
Lightie, lookin' healthy and she gets smiles
Home time, grab a quick drink and she gets wild
Sexy, and I rate that and her sex style
Fuckin' somethin', yeah nigga, fuckin' somethin'
Back bent, pussy, I'll fuck her somethin'
Cognac, better grab a cup of somethin'
Glue pussy like a nigga stuck or somethin'
Stuck or somethin', like a nigga stuck or somethin'
So the monster is like a truck or somethin'
Spread the pussy out, I'm 'bout to butter somethin'
Man gone Hollywood, it's like I'm Buck or somethin'

You dun know, it's Hollowman Giggs
Right now, just here with the big man Drizzy, you get me?
More Life flex, you dun know
OVO and SN1 to the world, brap

Passionfruit lyrics - Drake

[Moodymann:]
Hold on, hold on, fuck that
Fuck that shit
Hold on, I got to start this mothafuckin' record over again, wait a minute
Fuck that shit
Still on this mothafuckin' record
I'ma play this mothafucka for y'all
Ay, y'all get some more drinks goin' on, I'll sound a whole lot better

[Drake:]
Listen, seeing you got ritualistic
Cleansin' my soul of addiction for now
Cause I'm fallin' apart
Yeah, tension between us just like picket fences
You got issues that I won't mention for now
Cause we're fallin' apart

Passionate from miles away
Passive with the things you say
Passin' up on my old ways
I can't blame you, no, no
Passionate from miles away
Passive with the things you say
Passin' up on my old ways
I can't blame you, no, no

Listen, hard at buildin' trust from a distance
I think we should rule out commitment for now
Cause we're fallin' apart
Leavin', you're just doing that to get even
Don't pick up the pieces, just leave it for now
They keep fallin' apart

Passionate from miles away
Passive with the things you say
Passin' up on my old ways
I can't blame you, no, no
Passionate from miles away
Passive with the things you say
Passin' up on my old ways
I can't blame you, no, no

[Girl on phone:]
Trying to think of the right thing to say

Jorja Interlude lyrics - Drake

[Jorja Smith:]
These things'll fall down
But you'll pick 'em up
You're still here to touch the ground
Don't worry, I swear
I know you're trying to help me

[Drake:]
Tryna stay light on my toes
Just ran a light in a Rolls
Told me I'm lookin' exhausted
You hit it right on the nose
I'm tired of all of these niggas
I'm tired of all of these hoes
Worried 'bout takin' my lane
They ain't even got on my road
They turn they back and they leave you
They gon' be back when they need you
I practice good over evil
Flippin' the script like a read-through
Yeah, all of my brothers, we equal
I play my part too, like a sequel
You tell your niggas you got 'em on anything
Question is, do they believe you?
'Specially when you never come through
So much hate inside your heart
We don't even know what we done to you
We just know shit gettin' run through
Never chase it, let it come to you
You out here tellin' everybody everything
You niggas move like the one-two, yeah

[Jorja Smith:]
These things'll fall down
But you'll pick 'em up
You're still here to touch the ground
Don't worry, I swear
I know you're trying to help me
I know you're trying to help me
I know you're trying to help me
I know, I know

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