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点击复制The Ride - Drake
I hate when I hate when
I hate when people say they feel me man
I hate that ****
It'll be a long time before y'all feel me if ever
For real
You won't feel me 'til everybody
Say they love you but it's not love
And your suit is oxblood
And the girl you ******* hates you
And your friends faded off shots of
What you ordered to forget about
The game that you on top of
Your famous girlfriend's ass
Keep gettin' thicker than a plot does
And when you forget it
That's when she pop up
And you got a drop but
You ride around with the top up
Or get three SUVs for niggas dressed like refugees
And deal with the questions
About all your excessive needs
And you do dinners
At French Laundry in Napa Valley
Scallops and glasses of Dolce
That ****** right up your alley
Yeah you see a girl and you ask about her
******* smilin' at you
It must be happy hour
They put the cloth across
Your lap soon as you sat down
It's feelin' like you own
Every place you choose to be at now
Walkin' through airport
Security with your hat down
Instead of gettin' a pat down
They just keep on
Sayin' that they feel you nigga
Yeah
It's been too long it's been too long
Been way too long
I've been faded too long oh
I've been faded too long oh
I've been faded too long oh
Why won't it stop the ride
Why won't it stop the ride
You won't feel me 'til you want it
So bad you tell yourself you're in it
And tell the world around you
That your paperwork is finished
And steal your mother's debit cards
So you maintain an image
And ride around in overpriced
Rental cars that ain't tinted
You need a minute you got it
You know it's real when your
Latest nights are your greatest nights
The sun is up when you get home
That's just a way of life
Apartment fifteen oh three some
Couches and painting's
When you record with two others
That want the same things yeah
It start to feel better than home feels
And so you up there every night
You swear you gettin' close
That champagne money was
For gas and phone bills
But **** you 'bout to spend it
On what matters most
You drop a couple songs in hopes
That you could be the nigga
And come out every night
To let the city see they nigga
Tellin' stories that nobody relate to
And even though they hate you
They just keep on tellin'
You they feel you nigga
Yeah
It's been too long man ooh
I've been faded too long oh
I've been faded too long oh
I've been faded too long oh
Why won't it stop the ride
Why won't it stop the ride
I haven't been inside
Terminal one and three in so long
I'm drivin' right up to it now
Make sure you got your coat on
That runway can be cold especially
After summer's rolled on
And all you knew is alcohol
And city lights and slow songs
Four months out the year
It's got you askin' what's good at home
What's good at home
The same hoes are still at it
I shoulda known
My young niggas poppin' M's
And sippin' dirty Jones
Problem children that all
Be reppin' October's own
Brand new girl and she still growin'
Brand new titties stitches still showin'
Yeah and she just prayin'
That it heals good
I'm 'bout to **** and I'm just prayin'
That it feels good
I really don't know much but ****
I know a secret
They say more money more problems
My nigga don't believe it
I mean sure there's some bills
And taxes I'm still evadin'
But I blew six million on myself
And I feel amazin'
Young money maker season ticket holder
Season switchin' over
I come through them *******
Still scorchin' as if I didn't notice
You niggas gettin' older
I see no threat in Yoda
I'm out here messin' over
The lives of these niggas
That couldn't **** with
My freshman floater
Look at that *******
Chip on your nephew's shoulder
My sophomore I was all for it
They all saw it
My juniors and senior will only get meaner
Take care nigga
Huuu huuu
I'm still faded faded faded the ride
I'm still faded faded faded