- Drake Tuscan Leather 歌詞
- Drake
- Comin off the last record, Im gettin 20 million off the record
Just to off these records, nigga thats a record
Im livin like Im out here on my last adventure
Past the present when you have to mention
This is nothin for the radio, but theyll still play it though
Cause its that new Drizzy Drake, thats just the way it go
Heavy airplay all day with no chorus
We keep it thorough, nigga, rap like this for all of my borough niggas
I reached the point where dont shit matter to me, nigga
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldnt reach, nigga
Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, nigga
I could go a hour on this beat, nigga
Im just as famous as my mentor
But thats still the boss, dont get sent for
Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasnt meant for
Cause you dont really wanna hear me vent more
Hot temper, scary outcome
Heres a reason for niggas thats hatin without one
That always let they mouth run
Bench players talkin like starters, I hate it
Started from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we made it
Yeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smelling like a brick
Degenerates, but even Ellen love our shit
Rich enough that I dont have to tell em that Im rich
Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup
Sittin Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV
Young rebel, Young Money nothin you could tell me
Paperwork takin too long, maybe they dont understand me
Ill compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
Not even talkin to Nicki, communication is breakin
I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace it
Im honest, I make mistakes, Id be the second to admit it
Think thats why I need her in my life, to check me when Im trippin
On a mission tryna shift the culture
Tell me who dissin, I got some things thatll hit the culprit
Them strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin
All of the talkin, got one reply for all of your comments
Fuck what you think, Im too busy, thats why you leave a message
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive
That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure
Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effort
I piece letters together and get to talkin reckless
I dont change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
My lifes a completed checklist
Im tired of hearin bout who you checkin for now
Just give it time, well see whos still around a decade from now
Thats real
How much time is this nigga spendin on the intro?
Lately Ive been feelin like Guy Pearce in Memento
I just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limbo
The family all that matters, Im just out here with my kinfolk
Off everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to Winslow
This for shortyup on Glengrove who love when I catch my tempo
I sip the and listen to Cappadonna
The Fresh Prince just had dinner with Tatiana, no lie
All these 90s fantasies on my mind
The difference is that with mine, they all come true in due time
I might come through without security to check if youre fine
Thats just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO
Wanted to tell you, 'Accept yourself'
You dont have to prove shit to know and except yourself
And if you end up needing some extra help, then I can help
You know, back on your feet and shit
Tryna get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit
[04:30.11]How much time is this nigga spendin on the intro?
How this nigga workin like he got a fuckin twin though?
Life is soundin crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
And I wouldnt change a thing if you payed me, now real nigga wassup
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