I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans
I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands
Everything is goin' as right as it can
They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands
Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that
Diss me, then crawl back
I really wish y'all would fall back
But gettin' rich supposed to solve that
And these days women make offers
And who the hell am I to say no, no, no?
My ex send late night texts
'Cause she don't know how to let go, go, go
Uh, she in love
And as for them pretty light-skinned models
Standin' in the cold, ah, yeah, they with us
Let them girls in for a drink and I'm all in they ear
Sayin' she should be the one I see every time that I'm here
But when am I really even here?
Black Suburban with the tint on it
Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it
The game got these old handprints on it
But I'ma be the one to pour cement on it
Uh, and start over
And show up in a Margiela tux, I don't really give a f*ck
And we only gettin' older
So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past
It's funny when you comin' in first, but you hope that you last
You just hope that it last
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up in the air for her, oh-oh
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up
Drake - So Far Gone Album Lyrics
Drake - So Far Gone Lyrics
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah Shebib
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Houstatlantavegas
Hey there, pretty girl
You know, exactly what you got
And I don't, blame you at all
You can't resist it
Especially when the lights so bright
And the money so right
And it's comin' in every single night
She don't wanna leave
She just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance to the song
And it go, "Hey, now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
She doesn't ever worry
If she wants it, she'll get it on her own
She knows, there's more to life
And she's scared, of endin' up alone
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up in the air for her
Throw your ones up in the air
'Cause the ones you throw will get her outta
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance to the song
And it go, "Hey now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
We all got dreams and we all star reachin'
All start peakin', All-Star Weekend
One hotel room that all y'all sleep in
Housekeeping knock to see if all y'all decent
Young girls envy the life y'all leadin'
Never satisfied with a nice calm evenin'
You be at the games lookin' right all season
But you always with me, on the night y'all leavin'
Ass low, ass low, I always request you
You go get f*cked up and we just show up at your rescue
Carry you inside, get you some water and undress you
I give you my all and the next morning you'll forget who
Or why, or how, or when
Tonight it's prolly 'bout to happen all over again
And she live in a mindset that I could never move to
Until you find yourself, it's impossible to lose you
Uh, because I never had you
Although I would be glad to
I'd probably go and tattoo
Your name on my heart
I swear, I start, to think
That I'm going crazy
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up in the air for her
Throw your ones up in the air
'Cause the ones you throw will get her outta
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance, to the song
And it go, "Hey now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
You know, exactly what you got
And I don't, blame you at all
You can't resist it
Especially when the lights so bright
And the money so right
And it's comin' in every single night
She don't wanna leave
She just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance to the song
And it go, "Hey, now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
She doesn't ever worry
If she wants it, she'll get it on her own
She knows, there's more to life
And she's scared, of endin' up alone
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up in the air for her
Throw your ones up in the air
'Cause the ones you throw will get her outta
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance to the song
And it go, "Hey now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
We all got dreams and we all star reachin'
All start peakin', All-Star Weekend
One hotel room that all y'all sleep in
Housekeeping knock to see if all y'all decent
Young girls envy the life y'all leadin'
Never satisfied with a nice calm evenin'
You be at the games lookin' right all season
But you always with me, on the night y'all leavin'
Ass low, ass low, I always request you
You go get f*cked up and we just show up at your rescue
Carry you inside, get you some water and undress you
I give you my all and the next morning you'll forget who
Or why, or how, or when
Tonight it's prolly 'bout to happen all over again
And she live in a mindset that I could never move to
Until you find yourself, it's impossible to lose you
Uh, because I never had you
Although I would be glad to
I'd probably go and tattoo
Your name on my heart
I swear, I start, to think
That I'm going crazy
Throw your ones up in the air
Throw your ones up in the air for her
Throw your ones up in the air
'Cause the ones you throw will get her outta
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlanta, she just stuck in
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas (ayy)
Houstatlantavegas (ayy), Houstatlantavegas
And she dance to the song
And she dance, to the song
And it go, "Hey now, now, watch her go down"
Oh, woah, oh
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah James Shebib
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lets Call It Off
Uh, when did you get like this?
Least you could've done is gone and give me a warning
I don't regret like this
So I'll be right there when you wake up in the morning
Saying, "This just ain't my style"
You can't say you're happy either
You don't even smile, for me, ah
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
When you decided to knock on my door
Did you remember what happened before?
The look on your face said you were expecting more
But some things look better inside of the store
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Look, leave me, leave me, I can't f*cking stand you
Wish I had the courage to say everything I planned to
My girlfriend, my girlfriend, call herself my girlfriend
Tell me that we 'posed to be together 'til the world end
But, I don't really feel that
I just really wanna turn the wheels back
Give you all your sweaters and your heels back
Convince you that time will heal that
Uh, you look for reasons for us to argue
I swear every time I call, you just tell me how I don't call you
Why you do that? Do that, do that, yeah
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Least you could've done is gone and give me a warning
I don't regret like this
So I'll be right there when you wake up in the morning
Saying, "This just ain't my style"
You can't say you're happy either
You don't even smile, for me, ah
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
When you decided to knock on my door
Did you remember what happened before?
The look on your face said you were expecting more
But some things look better inside of the store
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Look, leave me, leave me, I can't f*cking stand you
Wish I had the courage to say everything I planned to
My girlfriend, my girlfriend, call herself my girlfriend
Tell me that we 'posed to be together 'til the world end
But, I don't really feel that
I just really wanna turn the wheels back
Give you all your sweaters and your heels back
Convince you that time will heal that
Uh, you look for reasons for us to argue
I swear every time I call, you just tell me how I don't call you
Why you do that? Do that, do that, yeah
Did you agree, we should let it be
And did you agree, it's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
We just have had enough of us
Writer: John Eriksson, Peter Moren, Bjorn Yttling
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
November 18th
(It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture)
(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya)
(It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah
(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya)
One time for the homie DJ Screw
Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch
Up so high even when I'm coming down
Just met a girl say, she from the H-Town
I say my name is Drizzy and ain't nobody realer
Cup inside a cup, smoking Ghostface Killah
Got these boppas going crazy, nigga I'm the man
I sent your girl a message, said I'll see you when I can
She sent me one back, but I ain't never read it
'Cause pussy's only pussy and I get it when I need it
And I'm telling you, I'm as cold as windows down in the winter
And I be riding rims were my tires any thinner
Airport stunting, flying charters overseas
Full of Dom Perignon and the water for the D's
Don't know why it happens, every time we alone
But here we are again and I swear I'm in my zone
So I'ma sip this drink until that mo'f*cker gone
And you gon' get undressed and we gon' get it on
I don't give you the time, you deserve from me
This is something I know, I know, I know
So tonight I'll just f*ck you like we're in Houston
Taking everything slow, so slow, so slow
But I do it to her
Draped up, dripped out, know what I'm talking 'bout
3 in the morning, get it popping in the parking lot
It's on once again and I never pretend
A nigga staying G 'til the end
Ayy
Yeah, I swear like every time we find ourselves in this situation, you know
I just get that feeling like I'm in Houston
Candy paint switching colors in the light
It's about like 11PM
Niggas just rolling through the city
Bumping that Screw, Big Moe, UGK, Lil' Keke
It feel like everything's just moving slow
Let's take my time, I pace it baby, yeah, I'm gone
(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya)
(It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah
(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya)
One time for the homie DJ Screw
Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch
Up so high even when I'm coming down
Just met a girl say, she from the H-Town
I say my name is Drizzy and ain't nobody realer
Cup inside a cup, smoking Ghostface Killah
Got these boppas going crazy, nigga I'm the man
I sent your girl a message, said I'll see you when I can
She sent me one back, but I ain't never read it
'Cause pussy's only pussy and I get it when I need it
And I'm telling you, I'm as cold as windows down in the winter
And I be riding rims were my tires any thinner
Airport stunting, flying charters overseas
Full of Dom Perignon and the water for the D's
Don't know why it happens, every time we alone
But here we are again and I swear I'm in my zone
So I'ma sip this drink until that mo'f*cker gone
And you gon' get undressed and we gon' get it on
I don't give you the time, you deserve from me
This is something I know, I know, I know
So tonight I'll just f*ck you like we're in Houston
Taking everything slow, so slow, so slow
But I do it to her
Draped up, dripped out, know what I'm talking 'bout
3 in the morning, get it popping in the parking lot
It's on once again and I never pretend
A nigga staying G 'til the end
Ayy
Yeah, I swear like every time we find ourselves in this situation, you know
I just get that feeling like I'm in Houston
Candy paint switching colors in the light
It's about like 11PM
Niggas just rolling through the city
Bumping that Screw, Big Moe, UGK, Lil' Keke
It feel like everything's just moving slow
Let's take my time, I pace it baby, yeah, I'm gone
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Bernard James Freeman, Bruce Smith, Burt F. Bacharach, Chad L. Butler, Christopher Wallace, Donald Hepburn, George S. Canler, Hal David, Jermaine Dupri, Jimmy Marinos, Mike Skill, Osten S. Jr. Harvey, Peter Solley, Robert Davis, Wally Palamarchuk
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Ignant S**t
Yeah, I appreciate your patience tonight
It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking
I find nowadays it's, you know, best to keep quiet
But, uh, sometimes you just gotta let it out
Young Angel and Young Lion, you know what it is
Look, I'm the property of October
I ain't drive here, I got chauffeured
Bring me champagne flutes, rosé and some shots over
I think better when I'm not sober
I smoke goodie, no glaucoma, I'm a stockholder
Private flights back home, no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of seven
A migraine, take two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over, I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do a second
I swear niggas be eyeing me all hard
And lying to they girls and driving the same cars
Sitting there wishing they problems became ours
'Cause we have nothing in common since I done became star
I done became bigger swerving writing in my peer's lane
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's name
One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers change
And show me the city that I without fear claim
What I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out, baby, word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers
My song is your girlfriend's waking-up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or whatever
She be here at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get attracted to fans
'Cause the eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always knew that I could figure
How to get these label heads to offer him good figures
And me doing them shows
Getting everyone nervous, 'cause them hipsters gon' have to get along with them hood niggas
It's all good, I'm going off, like lights when the show's over
Make pasta, rent a movie, call hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath Ledger, but I'm no joker
I'll slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on your table, nigga; no coaster
Burn bread everyday, boy; no toaster
G and Tez got a SIG, but I'm no smoker
They just handin' chips to me, nigga; no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth over
The same niggas I ball with I fall with
On some southern drawl shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit
D-R., CJ, and Po, I see y'all
These cases don't work out I hope we can agree on
Making enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go
And I'd take probation
I don't want that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, pick location
I'm going to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head, word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark, leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the red sea parted
My gun go crazy, like it's retarded
Red light on it, like it's recording
I ain't recording, I'm just C-4ing
My currency foreign; we are in a league they aren't
Better dig in your pocket and pay homage
Better cover your eyes, your face fallin'
Watch the game from the side, I'm play callin'
No, I didn't say that I'm flawless
But I damn sure don't tarnish
My pistol got comments for your garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a comet
K-y, no homo, I'm on it
Weezy F Baby, new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout when your palm itch
I'm going get money, money I'm gon' get
Young Money in your tummy and we gon' shit
And get that toilet paper quick, like when Bones spit
That's right, bitch, I'm back on my grown shit
That Audemars Piguet, no ice, just chrome shit
And your boyfriend softer than a foam pit
I scream, "F*ck the world with a long dick!"
Motherf*cker, I'm me! Yeah, bitch, I'm me!
You niggas sweet, like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn down your entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I leap
Bye! Then you can suck my wings
Stand on my money, head butt Yao Ming
Put your hand in the oven if you touch my things
I'm shuffling the cards, 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the dealer
House full of bitches, like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the mirror
My swagger just screaming, motherf*cker, do you hear her?
Drizzy Drake what the lick read
We make magic, boy; Roy and Siegfried
It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking
I find nowadays it's, you know, best to keep quiet
But, uh, sometimes you just gotta let it out
Young Angel and Young Lion, you know what it is
Look, I'm the property of October
I ain't drive here, I got chauffeured
Bring me champagne flutes, rosé and some shots over
I think better when I'm not sober
I smoke goodie, no glaucoma, I'm a stockholder
Private flights back home, no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of seven
A migraine, take two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over, I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do a second
I swear niggas be eyeing me all hard
And lying to they girls and driving the same cars
Sitting there wishing they problems became ours
'Cause we have nothing in common since I done became star
I done became bigger swerving writing in my peer's lane
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's name
One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers change
And show me the city that I without fear claim
What I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out, baby, word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers
My song is your girlfriend's waking-up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or whatever
She be here at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get attracted to fans
'Cause the eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always knew that I could figure
How to get these label heads to offer him good figures
And me doing them shows
Getting everyone nervous, 'cause them hipsters gon' have to get along with them hood niggas
It's all good, I'm going off, like lights when the show's over
Make pasta, rent a movie, call hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath Ledger, but I'm no joker
I'll slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on your table, nigga; no coaster
Burn bread everyday, boy; no toaster
G and Tez got a SIG, but I'm no smoker
They just handin' chips to me, nigga; no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth over
The same niggas I ball with I fall with
On some southern drawl shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit
D-R., CJ, and Po, I see y'all
These cases don't work out I hope we can agree on
Making enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go
And I'd take probation
I don't want that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, pick location
I'm going to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head, word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark, leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the red sea parted
My gun go crazy, like it's retarded
Red light on it, like it's recording
I ain't recording, I'm just C-4ing
My currency foreign; we are in a league they aren't
Better dig in your pocket and pay homage
Better cover your eyes, your face fallin'
Watch the game from the side, I'm play callin'
No, I didn't say that I'm flawless
But I damn sure don't tarnish
My pistol got comments for your garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a comet
K-y, no homo, I'm on it
Weezy F Baby, new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout when your palm itch
I'm going get money, money I'm gon' get
Young Money in your tummy and we gon' shit
And get that toilet paper quick, like when Bones spit
That's right, bitch, I'm back on my grown shit
That Audemars Piguet, no ice, just chrome shit
And your boyfriend softer than a foam pit
I scream, "F*ck the world with a long dick!"
Motherf*cker, I'm me! Yeah, bitch, I'm me!
You niggas sweet, like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn down your entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I leap
Bye! Then you can suck my wings
Stand on my money, head butt Yao Ming
Put your hand in the oven if you touch my things
I'm shuffling the cards, 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the dealer
House full of bitches, like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the mirror
My swagger just screaming, motherf*cker, do you hear her?
Drizzy Drake what the lick read
We make magic, boy; Roy and Siegfried
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
A Night Off
Spending every moment in the studio
I never said it'd be fair
But when you're all alone I hope you truly know
How bad I want to be there
Come right in, set your bag down
Took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what I'm about to do, oh
Know you hate explaining how you want it done
Just be quiet, I'll do fine without your help, girl
Can you work without a second for some fun?
Now you finally got a moment to yourself, girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey
Oh, I, I, I been waiting for so long to get you all alone
Now I finally got you right here (right here)
So, baby, I'm a lock my door and disconnect my phone
'Cause I wanna make one thing clear
I want you on top, so let your hair down
I took the night off for you
Girl, I'm gonna turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what we're about to do, oh
Come right in, set your bag down
Took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what I'm about to do, oh
Know you hate explaining how you want it done
Just be quiet, I'll do fine without your help, girl
Can you work without a second for some fun?
Now you finally got a moment to yourself, girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
Oh
It's six o'clock in the morning at the studio
I never said it'd be fair
But when you're all alone I hope you truly know
How bad I want to be there
Come right in, set your bag down
Took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what I'm about to do, oh
Know you hate explaining how you want it done
Just be quiet, I'll do fine without your help, girl
Can you work without a second for some fun?
Now you finally got a moment to yourself, girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey
Oh, I, I, I been waiting for so long to get you all alone
Now I finally got you right here (right here)
So, baby, I'm a lock my door and disconnect my phone
'Cause I wanna make one thing clear
I want you on top, so let your hair down
I took the night off for you
Girl, I'm gonna turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what we're about to do, oh
Come right in, set your bag down
Took a night off for you
Go ahead and turn the lights off
But keep your heels on
They're fittin' for what I'm about to do, oh
Know you hate explaining how you want it done
Just be quiet, I'll do fine without your help, girl
Can you work without a second for some fun?
Now you finally got a moment to yourself, girl
And I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
I know what to do with it
Oh
It's six o'clock in the morning at the studio
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Dwight Grant, Ernie Isley, Lloyd Polite, Marvin Isley, Noah James Shebib, O'Kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Shawn C. Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, EMBARK MUSIC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, EMBARK MUSIC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Say Whats Real
Why do I feel so alone?
Like everybody passing through the studio
Is in character as if he acting out a movie role
Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know
And I don't have the heart to give these bitch niggas the cue to go
So they stick around kicking out feedback
And I entertain it as if I need that
I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that
My privacy about the only thing I need back
But it's hard to think of them polite flows
When Stefano Pilato suits are your night clothes
And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes
And you still make it even when they say your flight closed
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows
Life was so full, now this shit just being lipo'd
Always said I'd say it all on the right track
But in this game you only lose when you fight back
Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics
I can't live and hold the camera, someone gotta tape this
I make hits, and like a bitch that's married, I ain't miss
24 hours from greatness, I'm that close
Don't ever forget the moment you began to doubt
Transitioning from fitting in to standing out
Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South
Watchin' Hov's show, embarrassed to pull my camera out
And my mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out
So I park about five houses down
She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown
But I don't wanna feel the need to wear disguises around
So she wonder where my mind is, accounts in the minus
But yet I'm rolling round the f*ckin' city like your highness
Got niggas reactin' without a sinus
'Cause what I'm working with is timeless
And promoters tryna get me out to they club
And say I have fun but I can't imagine how
'Cause I just seen my ex-girl, standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I'm f*ckin' right now
And shit could get weird unless they all down
And so I stay clear, we from a small town
And everybody talks and everybody listen
And somehow the truth just always comes up missing
I've always been something that these labels can't buy
Especially if they tryna take a piece of my soul
And Sylvia be tellin' Tez, "Damn, Drake fly"
And he just be like, "Silly motherf*cker, I know
That was your bad, how could you pass up on 'em?
He just take them records and he gas up on 'em
Wayne will probably put a million cash up on 'em
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on 'em"
Oh, they did, Po, at least they tried to
And that's what happens when you spitting what's inside you
But slip up and shoot the wrong f*cking video
And they think they can market you however they decide to
Nah, but 40 told me to do me
And don't listen to anybody that knew me
'Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me
And if you think I changed in the slightest, could've fooled me
Boy, and to my city I'm the 2-3
Drug dealers live vicariously through me
I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy
I'm just not the social type and campus life is crazy
Understand, I could get money with my eyes closed
Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo
So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll
Sell that mothaf*cker to any rapper that I know
'Cause they need it much more than I ever will
I got new shit, I'm gettin' better still
Little niggas put my name in they verses
'Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal
Future said, "'Cause this Ye shit, you better kill"
And I think this got this Making-of-a-Legend feel
Problem with these other niggas, they ain't never real
Yeah
That's all I had to say
Like everybody passing through the studio
Is in character as if he acting out a movie role
Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know
And I don't have the heart to give these bitch niggas the cue to go
So they stick around kicking out feedback
And I entertain it as if I need that
I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that
My privacy about the only thing I need back
But it's hard to think of them polite flows
When Stefano Pilato suits are your night clothes
And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes
And you still make it even when they say your flight closed
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows
Life was so full, now this shit just being lipo'd
Always said I'd say it all on the right track
But in this game you only lose when you fight back
Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics
I can't live and hold the camera, someone gotta tape this
I make hits, and like a bitch that's married, I ain't miss
24 hours from greatness, I'm that close
Don't ever forget the moment you began to doubt
Transitioning from fitting in to standing out
Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South
Watchin' Hov's show, embarrassed to pull my camera out
And my mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out
So I park about five houses down
She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown
But I don't wanna feel the need to wear disguises around
So she wonder where my mind is, accounts in the minus
But yet I'm rolling round the f*ckin' city like your highness
Got niggas reactin' without a sinus
'Cause what I'm working with is timeless
And promoters tryna get me out to they club
And say I have fun but I can't imagine how
'Cause I just seen my ex-girl, standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I'm f*ckin' right now
And shit could get weird unless they all down
And so I stay clear, we from a small town
And everybody talks and everybody listen
And somehow the truth just always comes up missing
I've always been something that these labels can't buy
Especially if they tryna take a piece of my soul
And Sylvia be tellin' Tez, "Damn, Drake fly"
And he just be like, "Silly motherf*cker, I know
That was your bad, how could you pass up on 'em?
He just take them records and he gas up on 'em
Wayne will probably put a million cash up on 'em
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on 'em"
Oh, they did, Po, at least they tried to
And that's what happens when you spitting what's inside you
But slip up and shoot the wrong f*cking video
And they think they can market you however they decide to
Nah, but 40 told me to do me
And don't listen to anybody that knew me
'Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me
And if you think I changed in the slightest, could've fooled me
Boy, and to my city I'm the 2-3
Drug dealers live vicariously through me
I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy
I'm just not the social type and campus life is crazy
Understand, I could get money with my eyes closed
Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo
So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll
Sell that mothaf*cker to any rapper that I know
'Cause they need it much more than I ever will
I got new shit, I'm gettin' better still
Little niggas put my name in they verses
'Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal
Future said, "'Cause this Ye shit, you better kill"
And I think this got this Making-of-a-Legend feel
Problem with these other niggas, they ain't never real
Yeah
That's all I had to say
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Benjamin Hudson Mcildowie, Dexter Raymond Jr. Mills, Jay W. Jenkins, Jeffrey Nath Bhasker, Kanye Omari West, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Little Bit
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
[Lykke Li:]
Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you I'm thinking of
[Drake:]
But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me
Cause you don't know
Who I was before you
Basically to see a change in me
I'd be losing, so I just ignore you, yeah
Oh oho
But your on my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
Oh oho
But maybe in time, in time, in time
I'll tell you
[Chorus:]
A little bit, a little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I'm a little bit, a little bit, a little bit in love with you
Oh oho
[Drake:]
I know you don't break their hearts
But it's you I wanna take apart
And I will never ever be the first, to say it
But still I they know I ah ah ah
[Lykke Li:]
I would do it
Push a button
Pull a trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit
I would do it
You'd say it
You'd mean it
I would let you do it
It was you and I and I only
Ha hm
I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
[Drake:]
I hope they never find out
What they already know, know, know
As soon as it's official
We'll have to let it go, go, go
So we don't confirm the fling
Keep avoiding all the questions
You'll get teased for many things
I'm just scared to learn a lesson
The pressures on
Both hearts beat like a metronon
Both n'sync like a justin song
Feels so right but it's just soo wrong
I wonder where my world 'bout
Where niggas said I know, tryna talk my girl out
And her friends say I ain't the one to go for
She just get jealous cause you always get approached more
Oh well tell her fall back caught up in some more shit tell her call back
Tell her get a man that ain't cheating on her ass
With a girl that I know yeah tell her all that, that
And as for you I think I know your the one
The closest I've come
I'm probably...
A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I'm a little bit
A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
Oh oho
Lalalala love with me
Oh oho, oh oho
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
[Lykke Li:]
Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you I'm thinking of
[Drake:]
But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me
Cause you don't know
Who I was before you
Basically to see a change in me
I'd be losing, so I just ignore you, yeah
Oh oho
But your on my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
Oh oho
But maybe in time, in time, in time
I'll tell you
[Chorus:]
A little bit, a little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I'm a little bit, a little bit, a little bit in love with you
Oh oho
[Drake:]
I know you don't break their hearts
But it's you I wanna take apart
And I will never ever be the first, to say it
But still I they know I ah ah ah
[Lykke Li:]
I would do it
Push a button
Pull a trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit
I would do it
You'd say it
You'd mean it
I would let you do it
It was you and I and I only
Ha hm
I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
[Drake:]
I hope they never find out
What they already know, know, know
As soon as it's official
We'll have to let it go, go, go
So we don't confirm the fling
Keep avoiding all the questions
You'll get teased for many things
I'm just scared to learn a lesson
The pressures on
Both hearts beat like a metronon
Both n'sync like a justin song
Feels so right but it's just soo wrong
I wonder where my world 'bout
Where niggas said I know, tryna talk my girl out
And her friends say I ain't the one to go for
She just get jealous cause you always get approached more
Oh well tell her fall back caught up in some more shit tell her call back
Tell her get a man that ain't cheating on her ass
With a girl that I know yeah tell her all that, that
And as for you I think I know your the one
The closest I've come
I'm probably...
A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
I guess that I'm a little bit
A little bit
A little bit
A little bit in love with you
Oh oho
Lalalala love with me
Oh oho, oh oho
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Lykke Li Timotej Zachrisson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Best I Ever Had
You know, a lot of girls be
Thinkin' my songs are about them, but
This is not to get confused
This one's for you
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin'
Know you got a roommate, call me when there's no one there
Put the key under the mat and you know I be over there (yup)
I be over there, shawty, I be over there
I be hittin' all the spots that you ain't even know was there
Ha, and you don't even have to ask twice
You could have my heart or we could share it like the last slice
Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life
Have a nigga thinkin' that he met you in a past life
Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on
That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong
You don't even trip when friends say, "You ain't bringin' Drake along?"
You know that I'm workin', I'll be there soon as I make it home
And she a patient in my waiting room
Never pay attention to the rumors and what they assume
And until them girls prove it
I'm the one that never get confused with
'Cause baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin'
Sex, love, pain, baby, I be on that Tank shit
Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc
When my album drop, bitches'll buy it for the picture
And niggas'll buy it too and claim they got it for they sister
Magazine paper, girl, the money ain't the issue
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
She call me the referee 'cause I be so official
My shirt ain't got no stripes, but I can make your pussy whistle
Like the Andy Griffith theme song
And who told you to put them jeans on?
Double cup love, you the one I lean on
Feelin' for a fix, then you should really get your fiend on
Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot
Every single show, she out there reppin' like a mascot
Get it from the back and make your f*ckin' bra strap pop
All up in your slot 'til a nigga hit the jackpot
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
Uh, aw yeah
See, this the type of joint you gotta dedicate to somebody
Just make sure they that special somebody, ha
Young Money
Yeah
Yeah
You know who you are
I got you
Thinkin' my songs are about them, but
This is not to get confused
This one's for you
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin'
Know you got a roommate, call me when there's no one there
Put the key under the mat and you know I be over there (yup)
I be over there, shawty, I be over there
I be hittin' all the spots that you ain't even know was there
Ha, and you don't even have to ask twice
You could have my heart or we could share it like the last slice
Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life
Have a nigga thinkin' that he met you in a past life
Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on
That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong
You don't even trip when friends say, "You ain't bringin' Drake along?"
You know that I'm workin', I'll be there soon as I make it home
And she a patient in my waiting room
Never pay attention to the rumors and what they assume
And until them girls prove it
I'm the one that never get confused with
'Cause baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin'
Sex, love, pain, baby, I be on that Tank shit
Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc
When my album drop, bitches'll buy it for the picture
And niggas'll buy it too and claim they got it for they sister
Magazine paper, girl, the money ain't the issue
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
She call me the referee 'cause I be so official
My shirt ain't got no stripes, but I can make your pussy whistle
Like the Andy Griffith theme song
And who told you to put them jeans on?
Double cup love, you the one I lean on
Feelin' for a fix, then you should really get your fiend on
Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot
Every single show, she out there reppin' like a mascot
Get it from the back and make your f*ckin' bra strap pop
All up in your slot 'til a nigga hit the jackpot
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up
She made me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
I say, you the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the f*ckin' best (ayy), you the f*ckin' best (ayy)
You the best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had (ayy)
Best I ever had (ayy), best I ever had
Uh, aw yeah
See, this the type of joint you gotta dedicate to somebody
Just make sure they that special somebody, ha
Young Money
Yeah
Yeah
You know who you are
I got you
Writer: Matthew Jehu Samuels, Nakia S. Coleman, Aubrey Drake Graham, Danny Robert Hamilton, Dwayne Carter, Ann Marie Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Unstoppable
My name is Drizzy (name is Drizzy)
And I ain't perfect (I ain't perfect)
But I work hard (I work hard)
So I deserve it (I deserve it)
And I belong (I belong)
Right where you see me (where you see me)
Ain't on the fence about it, I ain't Mr. Feeny
Nah, I got a decent set of manners
And a job that fills up any empty schedule or planner
And I fall in love with girls caught up in superficial glamour
Who dress like Sarah Jessica and live like Princess Diana
So often they have addictions and I'm the one that'll feed it
But truly you bad enough that you don't even really need it
You could show up at the party on dirty public transit
And I guarantee the cameraman will still be snappin' candids
Of you and your posse partyin', drinkin' what you get handed
With your Virgin Island tans, all lookin' like you just landed
I don't really understand it, I'm not sure I'm comprehendin'
But these girls are having fun with whoever's money they spendin', screamin'
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ahem, my name is Weezy, I'm almost perfect
And I work harder than hard workin'
Bizarre circus, that's when my bars surface
Therefore I act a clown
Even when I layin' on my back I'm never backin' down
So over-stand me
I got a condo in Miami and my doormat is always sandy
And I run Louisiana, but I've never pulled a hammy
And I got a condo in Atlanta, and I always wear a bandana
And when it comes down to stuntin', you boys are just buntin'
And I'm swingin' for the fence, your girl hangin' from my dick
Your girl singin' to my shit, like, "A-la-la-lollipop"
She say I get that pussy wetter than a Dasani shop
And she say I freak that pussy better
Better than her gynecologist, hoe just
Text me about how you want some more dick, more dick
Old bitch, young bitch
But I be like damn, all I got is one dick
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got the talk, the beat and bass
Give me one, I'll take it, make you lose your place
Tell me I-I-I can play so I speed up the pace
I break it, break it, you can't stop me in this race
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
And I ain't perfect (I ain't perfect)
But I work hard (I work hard)
So I deserve it (I deserve it)
And I belong (I belong)
Right where you see me (where you see me)
Ain't on the fence about it, I ain't Mr. Feeny
Nah, I got a decent set of manners
And a job that fills up any empty schedule or planner
And I fall in love with girls caught up in superficial glamour
Who dress like Sarah Jessica and live like Princess Diana
So often they have addictions and I'm the one that'll feed it
But truly you bad enough that you don't even really need it
You could show up at the party on dirty public transit
And I guarantee the cameraman will still be snappin' candids
Of you and your posse partyin', drinkin' what you get handed
With your Virgin Island tans, all lookin' like you just landed
I don't really understand it, I'm not sure I'm comprehendin'
But these girls are having fun with whoever's money they spendin', screamin'
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ahem, my name is Weezy, I'm almost perfect
And I work harder than hard workin'
Bizarre circus, that's when my bars surface
Therefore I act a clown
Even when I layin' on my back I'm never backin' down
So over-stand me
I got a condo in Miami and my doormat is always sandy
And I run Louisiana, but I've never pulled a hammy
And I got a condo in Atlanta, and I always wear a bandana
And when it comes down to stuntin', you boys are just buntin'
And I'm swingin' for the fence, your girl hangin' from my dick
Your girl singin' to my shit, like, "A-la-la-lollipop"
She say I get that pussy wetter than a Dasani shop
And she say I freak that pussy better
Better than her gynecologist, hoe just
Text me about how you want some more dick, more dick
Old bitch, young bitch
But I be like damn, all I got is one dick
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got the talk, the beat and bass
Give me one, I'll take it, make you lose your place
Tell me I-I-I can play so I speed up the pace
I break it, break it, you can't stop me in this race
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
I got to be unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Ay-ay-ay-ay, you don't lie
Writer: Nadir Khayat, Dwayne Carter, Kinnda Hamid
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Uptown
Yeah, uh huh
Uh, hardly home but always reppin',
You hardly on and always second,
When I'm awake you always restin',
And when they call you the answer you will hardly question,
I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions,
Other nigga's situations they are all depressin',
That's why I never follow y'all suggestions,
I just always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you stupid mudda-suckas
I see all this money through my Ohio State buck eyes,
Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better,
Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Yeah, wrong way down a one way,
Women don't get saved 'round me even on a Sunday,
Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who,
Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, "Drake is just a younger you"
And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or there'll be shots on TMZ, of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth,
Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her,
I drive two black cars I named 'em Malcom X an' Martin Luther
I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady,
They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady,
Have you countin' money goin' duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an puffin' Wayne Brady,
Damn, who's line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you been amazed,
Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage,
I'm on fire, yup I've been a blaze,
I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right,
You look nice, and yo' frame, makes me wanna bowl a strike
Well alright, guess I might, know what? F*ck it, yes I will,
I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real
Put it to you like
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest,
Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused,
That gangsta recognize me for my locc ness no joke it's,
Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a Locus,
Or maybe like a python that's the type a shit I'm on,
I wrote this on my iPhone so let me drop this iBomb,
I palm the game like its a Splading ball and take flight,
From the free throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike
Bun an Wayne an Drake in here man this goin' be a great night,
Look at all these posers bite, our swagger like a great white,
Try to cross me over I just fake left then I break right,
Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night,
This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long,
The best that ever did it an doin' it on a new song,
U-G-K an Young Money too strong
Bound to be in the green like a crouton,
So what the f*ck is you on?
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy
I own the swagger supermarket an' you, you just a bag boy
Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy
Hate an' I will leave ya chest the color of my flag boy
Soo woo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch
An' I keep that toaster you can come an be my strudel bitch
I'm so uptown, and motherf*cker look at Wayne
Don't go uptown yeah
And now I'm on this rock shit,
But why they let me in I'm a start shootin' in a mosh pit, ha ha
F*ck is you talkin' bout, Weezy in ya mouth now
Weezy whatchu talkin' bout
(Young mula baby!)
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Uh, hardly home but always reppin',
You hardly on and always second,
When I'm awake you always restin',
And when they call you the answer you will hardly question,
I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions,
Other nigga's situations they are all depressin',
That's why I never follow y'all suggestions,
I just always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you stupid mudda-suckas
I see all this money through my Ohio State buck eyes,
Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better,
Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Yeah, wrong way down a one way,
Women don't get saved 'round me even on a Sunday,
Damn where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who,
Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, "Drake is just a younger you"
And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or there'll be shots on TMZ, of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth,
Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her,
I drive two black cars I named 'em Malcom X an' Martin Luther
I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady,
They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady,
Have you countin' money goin' duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an puffin' Wayne Brady,
Damn, who's line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you been amazed,
Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage,
I'm on fire, yup I've been a blaze,
I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right,
You look nice, and yo' frame, makes me wanna bowl a strike
Well alright, guess I might, know what? F*ck it, yes I will,
I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real
Put it to you like
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest,
Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused,
That gangsta recognize me for my locc ness no joke it's,
Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a Locus,
Or maybe like a python that's the type a shit I'm on,
I wrote this on my iPhone so let me drop this iBomb,
I palm the game like its a Splading ball and take flight,
From the free throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike
Bun an Wayne an Drake in here man this goin' be a great night,
Look at all these posers bite, our swagger like a great white,
Try to cross me over I just fake left then I break right,
Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night,
This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long,
The best that ever did it an doin' it on a new song,
U-G-K an Young Money too strong
Bound to be in the green like a crouton,
So what the f*ck is you on?
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy
I own the swagger supermarket an' you, you just a bag boy
Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy
Hate an' I will leave ya chest the color of my flag boy
Soo woo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch
An' I keep that toaster you can come an be my strudel bitch
I'm so uptown, and motherf*cker look at Wayne
Don't go uptown yeah
And now I'm on this rock shit,
But why they let me in I'm a start shootin' in a mosh pit, ha ha
F*ck is you talkin' bout, Weezy in ya mouth now
Weezy whatchu talkin' bout
(Young mula baby!)
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I understand
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Writer: Billy Joel, Aubrey Drake Graham, Dwayne Carter, Bernard James Freeman, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Jason McArthur, Jeremy McArthur
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Sooner Than Later
Uh
I forgot to call you on your birthday
You swear you're the last thing on my mind, yeah
There is nothing I can do to fix it
All you ever asked me for was time, whoa
When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to
And I finally get a moment to myself
I will realize you were everything I'm missin'
And you'll tell me you're in love with someone else
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever, and I realized I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You just changed your hair and it looks perfect
Wish I was the first to let you know
Every chance I get to make it better
I just find a way to let it go, whoa
When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to
And I finally get a moment to myself
I will realize you were everything I'm missin'
And you'll tell me you're in love with someone else
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever and I realized I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
The girl or the world?
You say someone gotta lose
I thought I could have it all
Do I really gotta choose?
What good is all the cash
If it doesn't buy time?
And what good is bein' famous
If I'm never on your mind?
Nights fallen, lights glowin'
And I'm just tryna pay the price owin'
And I don't wanna feel the comfort from my ice showin'
And I ain't tryna be without you at the right moments
Nigga, nice goin', is it worth it? That decision
'Cause hearts break and I ain't tryna be in that collision
So I'ma dust my shirt and fix my pants
'Cause I better look good, girl, if this my chance, I swear, uh
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever and I realize I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
I forgot to call you on your birthday
You swear you're the last thing on my mind, yeah
There is nothing I can do to fix it
All you ever asked me for was time, whoa
When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to
And I finally get a moment to myself
I will realize you were everything I'm missin'
And you'll tell me you're in love with someone else
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever, and I realized I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You just changed your hair and it looks perfect
Wish I was the first to let you know
Every chance I get to make it better
I just find a way to let it go, whoa
When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to
And I finally get a moment to myself
I will realize you were everything I'm missin'
And you'll tell me you're in love with someone else
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever and I realized I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
The girl or the world?
You say someone gotta lose
I thought I could have it all
Do I really gotta choose?
What good is all the cash
If it doesn't buy time?
And what good is bein' famous
If I'm never on your mind?
Nights fallen, lights glowin'
And I'm just tryna pay the price owin'
And I don't wanna feel the comfort from my ice showin'
And I ain't tryna be without you at the right moments
Nigga, nice goin', is it worth it? That decision
'Cause hearts break and I ain't tryna be in that collision
So I'ma dust my shirt and fix my pants
'Cause I better look good, girl, if this my chance, I swear, uh
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We won't be here forever and I realize I waited too long
But please don't move on
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else (you don't need no one, you don't need no one)
You don't need no one else
You don't need no one else
Writer: Dalton Tennant, Aubrey Drake Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Brias Interlude
Even though you're all alone
All alone when I am gone
I just wanna keep you warm
I'm coming back, I'm coming back
Yes, I'll be there, yeah-yeah
Yes, I'll be there
'Cause when I'm all alone
I think about your face
And how I wanna touch
I'm so far away (I'm so)
All I wanna do is
Give you all of me now
Are you ready? Are you ready? Yeah-yeah
Don't go missing, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me
(Check it out, check it out)
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Oh, I'm aware that we just met
I don't wanna leave you yet
Promise that I won't forget
I'm coming back, I'm coming back
Yes, I'll be there, oh
Yes, I'll be there, oh
'Bout to board a flight
Sitting at my gate
I just wanna touch you
But I'm so far away (I'm so)
All I wanna do is
Give you all of me now
Are you ready? Are you ready? Oh
Don't go missing, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me
(Check it out, check it out)
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
All alone when I am gone
I just wanna keep you warm
I'm coming back, I'm coming back
Yes, I'll be there, yeah-yeah
Yes, I'll be there
'Cause when I'm all alone
I think about your face
And how I wanna touch
I'm so far away (I'm so)
All I wanna do is
Give you all of me now
Are you ready? Are you ready? Yeah-yeah
Don't go missing, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me
(Check it out, check it out)
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Oh, I'm aware that we just met
I don't wanna leave you yet
Promise that I won't forget
I'm coming back, I'm coming back
Yes, I'll be there, oh
Yes, I'll be there, oh
'Bout to board a flight
Sitting at my gate
I just wanna touch you
But I'm so far away (I'm so)
All I wanna do is
Give you all of me now
Are you ready? Are you ready? Oh
Don't go missing, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Don't go missing, fly with me
(Check it out, check it out)
Don't go missing, fly with me, fly with me
Writer: Aubrey Graham, Maurice White, Melissa Elliott, Noah Shebib, Omari Grandberry, Timothy Z Mosley, Verdine White
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Calm
Uh, I'm just so far gone
October's on, Please leave me alone
Drunk off champagne screamin' in the phone
See my house is not a home, f*ck is goin' on
Where did we go wrong? Where do we belong?
Caught up in the game and it's one I can't postpone
Meaning if it rains, I'm the one it's raining on
When my diamond chain is on still nothing set in stone
Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget 'em and I promise that I won't
Feelin' so distant from everyone I've known
To make everybody happy I think I would need a clone
Places we get flown, parties that we've thrown
I've done more for this city then these rappers that have blown
It's only been three years, look at how I've grown
I'm just in my zone, I call this shit the calm
Yea, but I'm the furthest thing from calm
Dedicated to my mom, and I swear my word is bond
Everything will be okay and it won't even take that long
You can see it in my face or even read it on my palm
Leader of the new school it's proven and it's known
I'm sittin' in a chair but in the future it's a throne
I know you like to worry it'll be better if you don't 'cause
You know
Everything gone be alright
I promise
Apologize to you know
To put ya'll in this position and vent to ya'll but
40 Mom always say
Don't ask permission, just ask forgiveness, you know, so
Forgive me
Yea
Yeah I say
Uh
And life is so insane
Look what I've became,
Tryna make a name
All my first dates are interrupted by my fame
Because every picture taken is a fan that you can gain
They love it when you smile unaware that it's a strain
It's a curse you gotta live with when you born to entertain
Women need attention, therefore women will complain
Develop hatred for men and say that you're the one to blame
Tryna enjoy myself with Taz in Miami at the game
I just wish he knew how much it really weighed like Dwayne
It's a weight that's on my chest whoever spottin' me is playin'
So I'm liftin' all alone try not to get a sprain
Hopin' Western Union doing currency exchange
'Cause my dad called and got me feelin' guilty and ashamed, like
How I had a Rolls and I went and got a Range
And he payin' for his cigarettes with dollars and some change
Damn, and I could only feel his pain
'Cause in Memphis, Tennessee there's only so much to attain
So I'm fillin' out the form at the counter once again
He say he love me, I just hope he doesn't say that shit in vain
I'm why yo' girl heart is in a slang
Call me Heartbreak Drake, I'm the hardest one to tame
As a man I'm just honest, as a artist I'm a king
With my own set of problems that be sittin' on my brain
Yea, And see this is the thang
What they viewing as braggin' is the way that I maintain
The shit I write while staring out the window of a plane
Is the single handed reason I remain
Me
Yea
Uh, I said I call this shit the calm.
But I'm the furthest thing from calm.
I swear I'm puttin' on
But they always wanna ask what type of act you puttin' on like
Man
October's on, Please leave me alone
Drunk off champagne screamin' in the phone
See my house is not a home, f*ck is goin' on
Where did we go wrong? Where do we belong?
Caught up in the game and it's one I can't postpone
Meaning if it rains, I'm the one it's raining on
When my diamond chain is on still nothing set in stone
Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget 'em and I promise that I won't
Feelin' so distant from everyone I've known
To make everybody happy I think I would need a clone
Places we get flown, parties that we've thrown
I've done more for this city then these rappers that have blown
It's only been three years, look at how I've grown
I'm just in my zone, I call this shit the calm
Yea, but I'm the furthest thing from calm
Dedicated to my mom, and I swear my word is bond
Everything will be okay and it won't even take that long
You can see it in my face or even read it on my palm
Leader of the new school it's proven and it's known
I'm sittin' in a chair but in the future it's a throne
I know you like to worry it'll be better if you don't 'cause
You know
Everything gone be alright
I promise
Apologize to you know
To put ya'll in this position and vent to ya'll but
40 Mom always say
Don't ask permission, just ask forgiveness, you know, so
Forgive me
Yea
Yeah I say
Uh
And life is so insane
Look what I've became,
Tryna make a name
All my first dates are interrupted by my fame
Because every picture taken is a fan that you can gain
They love it when you smile unaware that it's a strain
It's a curse you gotta live with when you born to entertain
Women need attention, therefore women will complain
Develop hatred for men and say that you're the one to blame
Tryna enjoy myself with Taz in Miami at the game
I just wish he knew how much it really weighed like Dwayne
It's a weight that's on my chest whoever spottin' me is playin'
So I'm liftin' all alone try not to get a sprain
Hopin' Western Union doing currency exchange
'Cause my dad called and got me feelin' guilty and ashamed, like
How I had a Rolls and I went and got a Range
And he payin' for his cigarettes with dollars and some change
Damn, and I could only feel his pain
'Cause in Memphis, Tennessee there's only so much to attain
So I'm fillin' out the form at the counter once again
He say he love me, I just hope he doesn't say that shit in vain
I'm why yo' girl heart is in a slang
Call me Heartbreak Drake, I'm the hardest one to tame
As a man I'm just honest, as a artist I'm a king
With my own set of problems that be sittin' on my brain
Yea, And see this is the thang
What they viewing as braggin' is the way that I maintain
The shit I write while staring out the window of a plane
Is the single handed reason I remain
Me
Yea
Uh, I said I call this shit the calm.
But I'm the furthest thing from calm.
I swear I'm puttin' on
But they always wanna ask what type of act you puttin' on like
Man
Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah James Shebib
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer: Jason Beck
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Brand New
This here is on some truthful shit
It seems like everything I do, you're used to it
And I hate hearing stories 'bout who you been with
That's when I gotta hide what I'm feeling inside
So you still think I'm confident, and damn
Is this gonna last?
You're up on a pedestal, are we moving too fast?
Feel like I'm in crazy competition with the past
That's why I gotta ask
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new, brand new, oh
Girl (ayy, ayy, ayy)
This here is something personal
I highly doubt this feeling is reversible
Knowledge is pain and that is why it hurts to know
That you attempt to hide and put mistakes aside
So I don't ever question you, and damn
I can't even find the perfect brush
So I can paint what's going through my mind
Racing 'gainst myself, but I'm a couple steps behind
That's why I gotta ask
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new, brand new, oh
Girl (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Is anything I'm doing brand new?
New, new, new, new, new
Or is everything I'm doing too late?
Late, late, late, late
Did he take your clothes off just like this?
Did he give you loving just like this?
Did you spend the night in his bed on the very first date?
Tell me baby, am I too late?
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Show me if this is brand new (brand new)
(Is anything I'm doin' brand new?) New (brand new) oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It seems like everything I do, you're used to it
And I hate hearing stories 'bout who you been with
That's when I gotta hide what I'm feeling inside
So you still think I'm confident, and damn
Is this gonna last?
You're up on a pedestal, are we moving too fast?
Feel like I'm in crazy competition with the past
That's why I gotta ask
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new, brand new, oh
Girl (ayy, ayy, ayy)
This here is something personal
I highly doubt this feeling is reversible
Knowledge is pain and that is why it hurts to know
That you attempt to hide and put mistakes aside
So I don't ever question you, and damn
I can't even find the perfect brush
So I can paint what's going through my mind
Racing 'gainst myself, but I'm a couple steps behind
That's why I gotta ask
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new, brand new, oh
Girl (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Is anything I'm doing brand new?
New, new, new, new, new
Or is everything I'm doing too late?
Late, late, late, late
Did he take your clothes off just like this?
Did he give you loving just like this?
Did you spend the night in his bed on the very first date?
Tell me baby, am I too late?
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Is anything I'm doin' brand new? (Brand new)
Brand new (brand new), brand new (brand new)
Show me if this is brand new (brand new)
(Is anything I'm doin' brand new?) New (brand new) oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: Dalton Tennant, Aubrey Drake Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Congratulations
Uh, black hearts on my cardigan
At the crib tellin' your girl that we should order in
And tell G to put his feet up on the ottoman
We just up against a bunch of rappers I go harder than
Damn, I'm so Catriona smarter than
A lot of these niggas swear the coach just brought the starter in
Yeah, and I'm the type to tell your daughter things
I float high, don't try and cut my water wings
I'm still myself
Suicide bars, I kill myself
Charge it to the game, I bill myself
And I don't feel y'all, but I feel myself
Aunty Doe, tell 'em I deserve a mazel tov
I'm rappin' like a Shepherd with the muzzle off
I'm next to blow, pause
And I can't hear the critics talkin' over the applause
Yeah, I tried to tell 'em, Future let 'em know
Send the haters all my love, X and O
I got a black box where suggestions go
But I don't really give a f*ck, it's probably best you know
My reality is brighter than your dreams are
I got your dream girl, ridin' in your dream car
Yeah, and the visual is stunnin'
I hope they document what I'm becomin'
Congratulations
So what you want, an award or somethin'?
I'm at the private airport boardin' somthin'
I see nothing from afar but I'm far from nothing
Put on your poker face, I'll pull your card if you're bluffin'
But I ain't with the hard talk
I got a Monopoly, catch me on my boardwalk
Like I said, we pull your card and find out you're a Hallmark
Just know I'm breakin' world records, no false start
I don't see your point unless it's gunpoint or somthin'
My deal like Weezy first week, one point somthin'
And my verses gettin' stupider
Wayne if you're on Mars, can you pick me up from Jupiter?
Phone blowin' up, so I'm cuttin' off my cellular
I'm a superstar, note it onto my nebula
I will break a leg, break a arm and a fibula
When I break it down, when I, when I break it down
I hug and kiss the drum kick
I put the beat in my back pocket and just sit
But, you could never beat my ass, pause
Again, dammit y'all, again
Y'all, pretend that we are, some men that get it on, and in
I'll die before I lose, 'cause I was born to win
If he don't f*ck wit y'all, then don't bother him
And yes, I'll f*ck this game but I won't father them
Right, uh
It's like, these days man, I'm booked and I'm busy
Dad named me Drake, Footz named me Drizzy
They tried to tell me I'd never be nothin' but a protege
But if you watched the VMAs, there's nothing more to say
I got the key to happiness and all the copies
Remember this day like you bought a poppy
And damn, how I get so nice?
I just spent it all once, 'bout to get rich twice
Surprise party, bitch, now it's on and poppin'
I always choose dough like it's my only option
'Cause money always knows best
Chain snatch flow, they say, "Get it off yo' chest"
And I'm what all the fuss about
And if they talkin', I bet I'm what they discussion 'bout
Hit me at the office, same extension
Consider me the reason y'all should pay attention
It's crack!
Ayo Drizzy, you shoulda said that on the hook
You shoulda been like, "Congratulations, it's crack!"
Yeah
It's crack, haha, congratulations
Ladies and gentlemen!
At the crib tellin' your girl that we should order in
And tell G to put his feet up on the ottoman
We just up against a bunch of rappers I go harder than
Damn, I'm so Catriona smarter than
A lot of these niggas swear the coach just brought the starter in
Yeah, and I'm the type to tell your daughter things
I float high, don't try and cut my water wings
I'm still myself
Suicide bars, I kill myself
Charge it to the game, I bill myself
And I don't feel y'all, but I feel myself
Aunty Doe, tell 'em I deserve a mazel tov
I'm rappin' like a Shepherd with the muzzle off
I'm next to blow, pause
And I can't hear the critics talkin' over the applause
Yeah, I tried to tell 'em, Future let 'em know
Send the haters all my love, X and O
I got a black box where suggestions go
But I don't really give a f*ck, it's probably best you know
My reality is brighter than your dreams are
I got your dream girl, ridin' in your dream car
Yeah, and the visual is stunnin'
I hope they document what I'm becomin'
Congratulations
So what you want, an award or somethin'?
I'm at the private airport boardin' somthin'
I see nothing from afar but I'm far from nothing
Put on your poker face, I'll pull your card if you're bluffin'
But I ain't with the hard talk
I got a Monopoly, catch me on my boardwalk
Like I said, we pull your card and find out you're a Hallmark
Just know I'm breakin' world records, no false start
I don't see your point unless it's gunpoint or somthin'
My deal like Weezy first week, one point somthin'
And my verses gettin' stupider
Wayne if you're on Mars, can you pick me up from Jupiter?
Phone blowin' up, so I'm cuttin' off my cellular
I'm a superstar, note it onto my nebula
I will break a leg, break a arm and a fibula
When I break it down, when I, when I break it down
I hug and kiss the drum kick
I put the beat in my back pocket and just sit
But, you could never beat my ass, pause
Again, dammit y'all, again
Y'all, pretend that we are, some men that get it on, and in
I'll die before I lose, 'cause I was born to win
If he don't f*ck wit y'all, then don't bother him
And yes, I'll f*ck this game but I won't father them
Right, uh
It's like, these days man, I'm booked and I'm busy
Dad named me Drake, Footz named me Drizzy
They tried to tell me I'd never be nothin' but a protege
But if you watched the VMAs, there's nothing more to say
I got the key to happiness and all the copies
Remember this day like you bought a poppy
And damn, how I get so nice?
I just spent it all once, 'bout to get rich twice
Surprise party, bitch, now it's on and poppin'
I always choose dough like it's my only option
'Cause money always knows best
Chain snatch flow, they say, "Get it off yo' chest"
And I'm what all the fuss about
And if they talkin', I bet I'm what they discussion 'bout
Hit me at the office, same extension
Consider me the reason y'all should pay attention
It's crack!
Ayo Drizzy, you shoulda said that on the hook
You shoulda been like, "Congratulations, it's crack!"
Yeah
It's crack, haha, congratulations
Ladies and gentlemen!
Writer: Aubrey Graham, Chris Martin, Guy Berryman, Jonathan Buckland, Noah Shebib, Orville Jermaine McWhinney, William Champion
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
