5 AM in Toronto - Drake
Yeah
This on some"old Tommy Campos Dice Roll" sh*t
For my niggas though
You underestimated greatly
Most number ones ever how long did it really take me
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots I got everybody on safety
I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards
You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper
Niggas make threats can't hear 'em over the laughter
Yeah that's cause I'm headed to the bank ni**a
Sinatra lifestyle I'm just being Frank with you
I mean where you think she at when she ain't with you
Wildin' doin' sh*t that's way out of your budget
Owl sweaters inside her luggage you gotta love it
Damn this sh*t could go on a tape
B**ches lovin' my drive I never give it a break
Give these niggas the look the verse and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featuring Drake
Tr8 Y pree Why is it always me
Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team
Cause I show love never get the same outta niggas
Guess it's funny how money can make change outta niggas
For real
Some nobody started feelin' himself
A couple somebodies started killin' themself
A couple albums dropped those are still on the shelf
I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help
I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad press during the summer over allegations
I ain't lyin' my ni**a my time is money
That's why I ain't got time for a ni**a who's time is comin'
A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement
And I'm the only ni**a still known for the music
I swear f**k them niggas this year
I made Forbes list ni**a
F**k your list everything's lookin' gorgeous
Without me rap is just a bunch of orphans
But if I stay in the sh*t there's a bunch of corpses
And me and my dread ni**a from New Orleans
Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings
Eat it like I'm seated at Swiss Sotto and Joso's
Nothing Was The Same this sh*t for Easy and Cocoa
This sh*t for Kareem this sh*t for Jaevon
This sh*t for Julius Milly Mill
Boy we do this sh*t for real
All them boys in my will
All them boys is my Wills
Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil
Weezy been on that edge you niggas just need to chill
If anything happen to papi might pop a ni**a for real
Comin' live from the screwface livin' out a suitcase
But I'm feelin' good Johnny got me pushin' two plates
My weight up I refuse to wait up I started a new race
It's funny when you think a ni**a blew up after Lupe
Niggas treat me like I've been here for 10
Some niggas been here for a couple never been here again
I'm on my King James sh*t I'm tryin' to win here again
A young ni**a tryin' to win here again
Man what's up
Yeah
A young ni**a tryin' to win here again
If I like her I just fly her to the city I'm in
I got her drinkin' with your boy
I got her f**ked up shorty
Aww yeah