Lyrics:
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Uh-huh Uh-huh
Uh-huh Uh-huh
Veli
I give you anything you want
If you do right by me
I'm with whatever shorty, It's
be wanting more
This music is a drug I can't seem to shake
I don't want the antidote I'll take another hit today
Roll it up by my dolo, I'm solo
I'm in
out
Nigga got hit in his neck, and ain't did shit to a nigga
The fuck is he talkin' bout? Everybody Point' out the shit I Do wrong steady puttin' me up
everybody
People got a motive
So I’d rather not trust anybody
Got it on me cause I caught a funny vibe today
Woke up out of bed must of been the wrong
within I don’t need TV before I go show you love
Rap yƐyƐ no by nature sƐ ennyim a bisa Too Tuff
Who say man no dey mewƆ ha tsedƐ dwowda Kojo man
we call it Drake
What young nigga you know came up off a 8th
I just went half on the pound, ain talkin' cake
Whenever I try to leave, she gon' grab
This is Petrol Gang
I've been doing this shit for my papa
I've been doing this shit for my papa
Damn
I've been doing this shit for my
I've been doing
Hypnotized
And I'm in love with my mistakes
Certified
Lover boy wont say I'm drake
I turn my tints up in my wraith
So I can cruise about the streets and no one
the jakes
I'm ducking the ops
You could call me geese
Run somebody down in some Timbs (steppers)
Bitch we from New York
Ain't no west side
This is east
Dollar
got that Drake, no Bell
Yeah, I got my money up, but I don't do no show-and-tell
Pin
Pin
Pin
I cut some numbers for the bros, whenever we up
You know it's BZR, my clothes
This shit be design
Drip by the litres
They wanna meet us
Fast forward five years later
They bumping my music like drake
Yeah that's why my heart is hollow
Niggas be faking acting like they blood
Just to turn
As if that look off in your eyes wasn't plenty notation
By you biting on your lip, that was plenty indication
It's for certain how you work it
Dana Dane/
Give a fuck I'll throw paper planes at Drake and Wayne at a Laker's game/
To me everything you say is lame/
"You know who I am." We aint
Aye, I make music from my basement
I done came up and got famous
I'm the G.O.A.T., ain't no replacement
35k on my bracelet
Niggas is bitches, I
knocked off for a settlement (uh-huh)
We sneakin' the metal in, got the mini-drake like the Taliban (ooh)
These niggas rockin' with snitches, talkin'
You know what... SHO's fucked,
Old news...
Get down, lay down,
stay down on the floor now,
Let down's head found buried by the shore now,
Forget
with the groupie stuff
His main bitch look like she be shootin' up
You can never be as cool as us, lose the drugs
School and guns, my life is a movie,
and still have to
Cop to a plea deal to
Get himself out of prison
Before Drakeo the Ruler would push
Past his comfort zone and
Team up with Drake to release
One Flew Over
I rap & sing like Drake
No Joshin', this ain't fake
No fade to black, no closure
This is what I'm gonna do til it's over
Screw loose in
late nights
Drinking
Thinking bout them times
Them memories ain't so stainless
Damn I feel like Drake in every song that I'm Singing
Giveon somedays cuz
the truth, ain't nobody do it like us
Haters gonna hate
Only staying fed by scraping someone else's plate
Serving up the tea instead of making lemonade
Poppin' shit
All by my lonely
But I did it though
She talm bout
She love me
Love
Ian got no feelings for
Ian going for none of that
Need that money
I'm Spalding N Wilson
So They Ain't Gotta Struggle
N Knw Wat A Hard Time Is
U Play Wit Them Dat Drake
Gne Make U Flip Like A Cartwheel
I'm All Da Way
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