Drake
Star67
Thats what they doin' Cameron, they actin' like these singers man.I ain't goin' to the studio until I got a situation.A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer.Who gonna be on the hook?Man what is you doin?Go in the studio with fuckin' clips, clips, ammo!Brand new Beretta, can't wait to let it goWalk up in my label like, where the check though? Yeah I said itWouldn't dap you with the left ho, shut the fuck upText from a centerfold, I ain't reply, let her know I read it thoughVoice mail say she ready thoughNiggas know I'm credibleAin't no pussy on a pedestalGot my foot on the 'cedes Benz pedal doin' 90 on the bridgeLike, nigga you already knowAnd if you don't know, then now you know, now you knowSwitchin' up the anglesNow I'm in the Rolls with illuminated angelFour or five chains made of gold gettin' tangledMy nigga Biz said "the first mil gonna change you"Change for the better, hit it then dead herThats my vendetta, keep this shit togetherGod damn we ain't even gotta scamCocaine Coupe, we ain't even got a scaleUsed to flip apps, now that old plug murkedLetras de cancionesAin't a damn thing changed, you can still get the work(Just hold on one moment and someone will be right with you)(We're sorry, you have reached a numberthat has been disconnected or is no longer in service)Yeah, I remember how I went to Louis V with Haf'Watched them spread ten thousand dollars on the glassI never ever thought I'd see that in my lifeNow I'm in the east cause my boys are gettin' rightMan, I was on TV makin' fifty racks a yearAfter helpin' mama out the shit would disappearI am not a man, I can't do this on my ownSo I started askin' them if they would put me onAnd they did put me onYeah, they did put me onNow we in the basement and we workin' on the phoneNow we in the basement and we workin' on the phone, lineLine blowin' up, workin on the phonesNow we in the basement and we workin' on the phonesBut I just couldn't do it, had to leave that shit alone, manHear What?Yo Hear what , tek timeAhahahahahahhaAhh, nuh shake!Yo hear what?Wa gwan (?)Yo him fried, him fried and a sleep awhile agoinna di van you know drizzyBlowin' up, line blowin' upThey need the whole thingBlowin' up, my niggas really need the whole thingBlowin' up, line blowin' upThey need the whole thingBlowin' up, my niggas really need the whole thingI do better with the rider in my systemOh yeah, I'm on deck when you call me I'll listenI listen unless I been mixin'You know when I'm mixin'You know when I'm mixin', I smoke when I drink its traditionLike Zoe mama I go hippyPeace sign in the air like I'm NixonI'm mixin', I am not Esco but it was writtenI knew when they didn'tI been had these visions of the life I'm livin' since I was JimmyAll I just had to do was go and get itBlowin' up, line blowin' upThey need the whole thingBlowin' up, my niggas really need the whole thing
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