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Nothing was the same now
I feel like Drake Now
Gucci, Louis, Prada. You can get a little extra baby
Never tell you nada because papa is real money crazy

from round you ain’t getting nothing from me
You dingy, and your clothes looking bummy
Money my safe money by weight
So much money got the strippers

fuckin' with those dudes
They run Philly and you livin'
In both they shadows
Cause by your own logic
If the only goal is to have more money
Then technically

ignore my calling if God press ignore then for sure keep calling
Picking pace while I'm walking by faith
Running to the money won't catch me jogging
Watch

think I'm Drake
This money jumping out the gym Blake
I'm balling I don't need no rim ok
She tryna catch me on film hey
Money longer than a limb hey
Oh you

at the Drake
Money in the bank, shawty what you drink? I ain't lil scrappy, but I can make you happy
Muddy in the covers, like we playing rugby Pouring up

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

A Flower Grows in Brooklyn

Positive K

The Skills Dat Pay Da Bills

1992

I know she know better
More cakes than Drake's and more things than ring-dings
It ain't no need to try to gas her to swing
She's not impressed, by

Feeling like Drake, feeling like Drake
Get out my way, get out my way
Feeling like Drago, sucker want beef?
Turn him to a taco
If he dies, then he

Stuff the money in a safe, I'm addicted to the cake
Started from the bottom, now I'm here
Call me Drake, speedin' in a Vette
All gas, don't hit

City of Stars

Logic

The Incredible True Story

2015

Hop
'Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot
'Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sake
Pac did the same shit, just

bumping that Drake
Draco on Draco on Draco on Draco
Where is my Pedro he holding my pesos
I’m Soaking in wet cause of all of this water
Diffendo, the spell

mastered these waves
All you do is just ride em
I'm a shark to these beats
I smell blood and I bite em

I Feel like I'm Drake
I started from the bottom
I

my dogs right or wrong fuck the case
Boy I be preaching that truth like Mase
Pulled up in All black in this bitch like blade 
Time is money ain't got

Tryna get dough (Pizza)
Gotta make the money flip tenfold
I got the Pyrex sitting by the stove
Man I add a little yeast just to give it some bulk (That

some bullets where his face at
I'm ain't from Toronto but I know where all da drakes at
Money on his head
Lemme know I'm tryna take that
And cop it
I

the bag and the money only take longer
I fell in love with the mic
And the love that we make stronger
Now my life tryna balance
Give you a challenge
Ballin

Flip It By The OZ
You Better Pay Me If You Want Me
I Jus Listen To My OG, And Everything That Nigga Told Me
You Think That Nigga Your “Friend”? (Aye)
He

It
Yea i get the pack in yea i get it
Yea i get the pack in then i flip it
I get the money these niggas start Trippin
I hit from the back said she like

Saw an opp by a cop but I still hit that lick
But I still hit the switch
But I still hit your bitch
Laugh now cry later got the drake on my hip
Got

They call me Ace
Ace from the Cleanaz
Ride wit a drake
G lock that's the Nina
I got them rackets
Venus Serena
I don't serve no wood
I leave it

This that come back season like Drake in the trench
Still I'm hopping, I ain't sitting on the fence
Last season made a killing on the bench
Buy

23, man, I shoot it like Bron
Drake got a kick, call that bitch Draymond Made me a living, I was havin' some fun
Made me some money off motherfuckin'

All this money on the floor, I just kick down the door
I been thinking bout that pay, smoking on this dope
Keep that drake next to me, cause that bitch