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Jump the gates, I'm chasin' kills
Drop a bag on Hookie here with Drake's and tell me how it feel

He keep talkin', hit his face
We catch him walkin', he

Still dreaming, still scheming
Up, up and away
It's where me and my niggas goin
Still dreaming, still scheming
Up, up and away,
It's where me and my

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

50
These niggas act like bitches
Run and pillow talking, got 'em all in they feelings
I'ma stack my money till it's tall like the ceiling
Drake on me

Like Baby

Jacquees

Like Baby

Did everything that I had to do to make it by
Did everything on my own and now that boy so fly
They can't see what I'm doing they tryna ask me why

a stone cold,ad bih, look at niggas like Madusa,
She was Greek too, like the steppas, not the people, sorry to confuse you,
She like kendrick, Drake

like right above me
I could use a little rain jus pour it on me
She said I'm glad you're the same was afraid you'd change but you're still the same Yami

when I ain't follow ya word
And got played by some hoes
To me its bout the love
So I keep our memories close
Scared for the young kids
I toughen up, take

a damn cold
Keep a pole like a stripper everywhere I go
I watch my own bag like a Fendi bag
I bar none I need to re up on some xans
I got that Drake with

listen to man
Always just playing that sticky, but Drake not from Jersey
I'm just another Garden man
Always just repping the city that made me a king so

for a bit, but then skip on along to Drake's shit
Maybe it'd be great to be famous, but I'm still nameless
Working nine to five, I slave away to make my

just hit the Drake
Hit her with a text and she hit me with the reads
Okay
I don't want a fling
If it ain't love just tell me what it is, yeah
I just hit

desert
He stands
On the scorching sands
The great drakes flies by
Ensues the lord of time

Following the tracks up to the nest
The orb still hanging on his

they're vaginas 
Gettin' blasted by our finest
Weapons of mass destruction 
My lyrics mixed with his production 

KAMEHAMEHA 
Trevillain's comin' for you

how dare I 
Reference years four times throughout 
This album
Weird 
I'm still hung up on someone 
Who's been done 
Since Drake's more life went 
Number

Drake Bell was in the episode of Zoey 101 I watched last night 
He played the spring fling party in exchange for 5000 dollars 
They had some trouble

slow so they thought i was dumb
Seven six twos out the drake on a bum
Still hitting this bitch cause i aint feel her cum
You got all that bag bitch give

I want to
You can’t stay the night
But you come if you want too
I live by the code
All my niggas is respected
I’m Good everywhere
So the family

ain't know the Glock come with a 50
These niggas move like Diggy
The drake'll make you move like Shiggy
I'm shootin if this shit look iffy
Mixin in a bowl

the concrete jungle
We can never be soft

We should not be playing 2 Chainz
We should not be playing Ross all the time
We should not be playing Drake, we
Should

drunk that how I know she like to party
And free my gang I heard my dawg just caught a homi
Get out the way I swang this drake I hope you saw me
Fuck

through Balenci goggles
Yea know I feel like Drake like this the Motto
Live fast die young I ain't an idol
H-Hellcat roaring while I sit in idle
Rolling up

the dead, in this bitch, if you listen
You just gotta know how the beat go

Stomp on bad, they can see how we beat, bro
Bro get back like the Drake had a heat

X's and O's but you still outside the box without it
That's why you jealous on me
I got them hoes like a street sweeper
Tell the brodem
There ain't