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Drake Weston Road Flows Lyrics

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Weston Road Flows is a song played by Drake.

One of them ones
Right
Weston Road Flows, I did this shit for my nigga Renny
Back when we couldn’t buy pizza cause we were down to pennies
Feel like we go back a century runnin’ the store for centuries
Then bring it back to your brother man we had to respect it
He was wavy doin’ mixtapes out of your basement
He let us hit the weed on occasion for entertainment
Then he would leave us at the house and go out on a mission
We probably would’ve got in less trouble just goin’ with him
Feel like I never say much but man there’s a lot to know
Feel like the difference between us really startin’ to show
I’m lookin at they first week numbers like what are those
I mean you boys not even coming close
I gave niggas like you a reason for celebration
You number one and I’m Eddie Murphy we tradin’ places
Lookin’ in the mirror I’m closer than I really appear
Creepin’ like Chilli without the tender, love, and care
No tender love and care and no love and affection
I got a price on my head but there’s a risk to collect it
I might be here as a vessel to teach people the lesson
Feel like they wanted me dead but couldn’t pull it together
Yeah, but here we are and it’s a new semester
40 the only one that know how I deal with the pressure
A couple nights where it started to feel like the feelings faded
A lot of problems that can’t be fixed with a conversation
Your best day is my worst day, I get green like Earth Day
You treat me like I’m born yesterday, you forgot my birthday
You don’t be scorin’ perfect, you don’t be workin’ like how we be workin’
You platinum like rappers on Hershey’s boy that shit is worthless
You get the message over and over like it was urgent
And then act like you ain’t heard it when you see me in person
The only thing I did to end up here was put the work in
And did it with a purpose
Used to have secret handshakes to confirm my friendships
Nowadays they just shakin’ my hand to hide the tension
A lot of people just hit me up when my name is mentioned
Shout out to KD we relate we get the same attention
It’s rainin’ money, Oklahoma City Thunder
The most successful rapper 35 and under
I’m assumin’ everybody’s 35 and under
That’s when I plan to retire, man it’s already funded
Yeah, I brought your wifey out to Saint Martin
She violated, I sent her back where it all started
How quick they are to forget about their bachelor apartment
Leave it to niggas like you to show em’ light in the darkness
Told my Momma that I found a lady in the east
Came cool when I got signed, upgraded the suite
Don Julio in the freezer that they gave us for free
I get you all you can eat just have some patience with me
You wouldn’t tell me you loved me, started seein’ Monique
Last time I heard from Monique, T-Minus was makin’ beats
I used to hit the corner store to get to Tahiti treat
Now the talk of the corner store is that I’m TBE
The best ever, don’t ever question, you know better
But shit ain’t always how it seems when it’s sewed together
Yeah, I let that last line breathe, it take a second to get it
Weston Road flows, my confidence level gettin’ settled
Don’t get hyped for the moment then start to backpedal
Don’t let your new found fame fool you or cloud up your judgement
To talk loosely, I really do this
Been flowin’ stupid since Vince Carter was on some through the legs arm in the hoop shit
Drinkin’ hypnotic with Glenn Louis I been through it
Y’all was so afraid to lay claim to it
To busy face screwin’ on waste movements
You was ridin’ TTC metro, I had the place boomin’
First take Drake, you know I rarely have to take two it
And they still take to it
Big Apple had the white hummer parked right in front of Fluid
And we be walkin’ in that bitch like we already knew it
But money can’t buy happiness, Jellee talkin’ truthful
But I’m happiest when I can buy what I want
Get high when I want
Yeah, that’s right
Yeah

Drake With You feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR Lyrics

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With You feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR is a song played by Drake.

It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
I’m with you

Yeah, I can’t get enough of you, babe
Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby
M.I.A. in the M.I.A
You do you, girl, the haters gon’ hate
Cut them off like you a sensei, girl
Oh, I know you feel what I feel
Breaking you off, it’s so real
I can’t fake that, babe
My love’s locked down and you cuffing it
You’re the only one I trust with it
You’re the only one that stuck with it

It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
I’m with you
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going? Yeah
I’m with you

Yeah, linking me down on my line
Busy as usual but we should make some time
Looking for things you can find
Just so you can have something to bring up when it’s time
Mixing vodka and emotions, tapping into your emotions
Dry cry cause I’m hopeless
Choose your lover for the moment
Different story when I leave you
Story of just to keep you
I need you around, I need you, oh

It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
I’m with you
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going?
It’s about us right now, girl, where you going? Yeah
I’m with you

Drake Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics

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Wu-Tang Forever is a song played by Drake.

Uh! Uh! Uh! Agrhh!

[Hook:]
I just love when I’m with you, yeah, this shit is on ten
We used to be friends, girl, and even back then
You would look at me with no hesitation and you’d tell me baby, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody in that
Well, made me think about the game, girl
And how I switched it up with a new thang
Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang
And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
It’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours that’s for sure [x2]

[Bridge:]
How you feel about coming home with a nigga for the night?
If you nervous, hit the lights, I know we only fucking out of spite
Cause your man don’t do you right, do you right
I could fuck you so good then I hit you with the 9am in Dallas who you like
Baby who you like

[Verse:]
Machine gun raps for all my niggas in the back
Stadium packed, just glad to see the city on the map
I just gave the city life, it ain’t about who did it first
It’s about who did it right, niggas looking like “Preach”
Open cases on me for a half a million each
I find peace knowing that it’s harder in the streets
I know, luckily I didn’t have to grow there
I would only go there cause there’s niggas that I know there
I don’t know what’s getting into me
I just like the rush when you see your enemy somewhere in the club
And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate your energy
You ain’t ever worried cause he’s not who he pretends to be
People like Mazin who was a best friend to me
Start to become a distant memory
Things change in that life and this life started lacking synergy
And fucking with me mentally, I think it’s meant to be
Paranoid, always rolling with my mothafuckin’ boys
But you gotta understand when it’s yours
They don’t really leave your ass with a mothafuckin’ choice

[Hook:]
I just love when I’m with you, yeah, this shit is on ten
We used to be friends, girl, and even back then
You would look at me with no hesitation and you’d tell me baby, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody in that
Well, made me think about the game, girl
And how I switched it up with a new thang
Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang
And nowadays when I ask about who got it, they say it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
Nobody else’s, yeah, this shit belong to nobody, it’s yours
It’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours that’s for sure [x2]

Drake What’s Next Lyrics

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Ayy, woah. Ayy, ayy. Yeah! I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I can’t just be with you
I’m all in you

Yeah, I got one, Virgil got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I shown improvement?
How many nights I been (Woah)
Swervin’ them potholes, not tryna fuck up the wheels on the road, okay
Funny how life goes
He thought he was sick, now he wipin’ his nose, okay
Soon as you give him your soul
You blow up and they say you sellin’ your soul, okay
They want my lif? exposed, they wanna know about th? highs and lows

Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?

We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen

I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I–

Ayy, yeah
I got one, lawyer got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I told you the truth?
Man, how many nights I been, woah
Swervin’ them potholes, not tryna fuck up the wheels or fuck up the deals
I’m posted in Stockholm, it’s me, the owls and the twins, it’s only the real
I’m movin’ way too humble
Weezy had handed it off, I still got no fumbles
I’m on the hot one hundo, numero uno
This one ain’t come with a bundle

I’m in the Wynn, a million in chocolate chips
And that’s just how my cookie crumble
I put a skirt on a whip and a crown on the six
But there’s no need to dress up the numbers
Ayy, ayy, yeah
But I guess they must have they reasons
They wanna know how I’m livin’ my day-to-day life in the regular season

Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen

I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth

Drake Worst Behavior Lyrics

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[Intro]
Worst motherfucker never loved us
Fucker never loved us
You ain’t know, now you know now
Still at it, scrub J’s with a toothbrush
Shit, niggas still playing my old shit
But your shit is like the police asking us questions,
Nigga’ we don’t know shit
Flex, nigga I’m just flexin’
Nigga never loved us
Do it look like we stressin’?
Look at you, look at you, and look at you,
Ahh – I’m glad that they chose us
Command, it’s a mission,
Trying to fight to the finish just to see ’em all finish

[Hook]
On my worst behavior, no?
They used to never want to hear us,
Remember?
Motherfucker never loved us, remember?
Motherfucker, remember?
Motherfucker never loved us
I’m on my worst behavior,
Don’t you ever get it fucked up
Motherfuckers never loved us
Man, motherfuckers never loved us
Worst behavior
Motherfuckers never loved us
Fucker never loved us
Worst behavior

[Verse 1]
Hold up, hold my phone
Motherfuckers never loved us
Fucker never loved us
Now you want to roll one
Motherfucker never loved us
So everywhere we go now, full cup
Always hated the boy, but now the boy is the man
Motherfucker, I done grown up
You know me, you know me
I’m liable to do anything when it comes to that you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
Bitch you better have my money when I come for the shit like O.D.B.

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Who’s hot, who not
Tell me who rock, who sell out in stores
You tell me who flop, who copped the new drop
Whose jewels got rocks,
Who else making rap albums doing numbers like its pop
Same old pimp,
Drake you know ain’t nothing’s changed with these funny style niggas
We done put out of the game
I just ask for some blessings at my grandmother’s grave
And its back to L.A.,
Open the mail, staring at the check
Enough to make you throw up
Man it’s gross what I net
I’m with my whole set, tennis matches at the crib
I swear I could be Serena when she playing with her left
Oh, where I reside it looks like a resort inside
Nigga, where your shit from?
I imported mine
Bar mitzvah money like my name Mordehigh
Fuck you bitch, I’m on that high
My momma probably hear that and be mortified
This ain’t the son you raised who used to take the Acura
5 a.m. going shoot Degrassi up on Morningside
For all the stunting, I’ll forever be immortalized
Yeah, back and forth across the border line
Hate to leave the city but I’ve got to do the overtime
Gone all the time, even the important times
I should let you know ahead of time I’m coming back on my worst behavior

Remember?
Remember?
Motherfucker
Remember?
Hold up, hold my phone, they used to never want to hear us
Remember?
Motherfucker never loved us
Remember?
Motherfucker
Remember?
Worst behavior

Drake Two Birds, One Stone Lyrics

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Yeah
Yeah, more
Yeah

More time with family and friends, more life
More time to get it right
It’s only me but I’m seeing four shadows in the light
My demons visit me every night
To the most high I’m forever indebted
I know I gotta pay something, I know that day’s coming
I put it all in the music
Because if I don’t say it here then I won’t say nothing
Could feel my hand getting tired from holding the grudges
Two birds, one stone, my aim is amazing
I need to start losing my shit
Just to show you niggas who hatin’
Too reserved like I called ahead for me and my lady
Free C5, how the fuck we got the boss waiting
Ever since the blue basement I found God and I lost patience
Between rocks and hard places of all places
Spotted everywhere like Dalmation
Cops snoop around cause all my dogs famous
Please welcome the October fall baby
Vaughan Road Academy, star player—my mind’s not all there
Used to carry a lot of dead weight like a pallbearer
People too scared to tell the truth so it’s all dares
Counted us all there and we all square
Quick money, I’m in and out
My dad used to use a soap bar till it’s thinning out
But shit, look at Dennis now
All Stacy Adams and linnen’d out
More blessings for Sandy and him, more life
My parents never got it right, but
God bless ’em both, I think we all alike
We all wide awake late at night, thinking on what to change
If we do get to do it twice in a another life
Scared to go to sleep now
Cause being awake is what all my dreams were like
Back when the bar I set for myself was out of sight
Tell me how I went and did chin ups
On this shit when I can’t see it
Pin ups of Meagan Good and Pam Grier, soul sisters
Inspired my old scriptures
Now that feeling gone like them old pictures
Mixing liquors got us both twisted
Words get so vicious, you just stare at me
While you roll swishers
Girl I love you, but I don’t miss you
And no matter what year it is I’m an old 6’er
Go figure, cold nigga, stay in school man
Fuck the rap game, it’s all lies and it’s all filthy
2 percent of us rich and the rest of these niggas all milk it
Got two of my niggas off with a not guilty
Gave back to the city and never said it
If I didn’t live it but still they try to tell you I’m not the realest
Like I’m some privileged kid that never sat through a prison visit
Or like it was just handed to me tied with a ribbon
I never worked to get it
But really it’s you with all the drug dealer stories
That’s gotta stop though
You made a couple chops and now you think you Chapo
If you ask me though you ain’t lining the trunk with kilos
You bagging weed watching Pacino with all your niggas
Like “this what we need to be on,” but you never went live
You middle man in this shit, boy you was never them guys
I can tell cause I look most of you dead in your eyes
And you’ll be trying to sell that story for the rest of your lives
Can’t show us where the cash is
Me, I don’t judge, I’m just going off what the math is
Numbers inflated
They all look at me like, “What have you done for me lately?
I like your older shit but wasn’t in love with the latest”
Awe baby, stop debating, I’m just a creative
My numbers out of this world
No wonder they got me feeling so alienated
You were the man on the moon
Now you just go through your phases
Life of the angry and famous
Rap like I know I’m the greatest
Then give you the tropical flavors
Still never been on hiatus
You stay xanned and perked up
So when reality set in you don’t gotta face it
I’m down 200 in Vegas but winning life on a daily basis
It seems like nobody wants to stay in my good graces
I’m like a real estate agent, putting you all in your places
Look what happens soon as you talk to me crazy
Is you crazy?

Drake Views Lyrics

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Views is a song played by Drake.

Question is will I ever leave you?
The answer is no, no, no, no, no, no
Question is will I ever leave you?
The answer is no, no, no, no, no, no

Yeah, you feel the pressure, man, I know the pressure
And my wifey is a spice like I’m David Beckham
A lot of pent up aggression coming out of my section
OVO on me while y’all niggas was playing dress-up
And I know who gon’ take the fall with me
They right here on call with me, they all with me
You could throw curve balls but I got the glove fitted
They been saying it’s love, but it isn’t love, is it?
Toast to the days when they wasn’t out to get me
I worked at JD’s connections whenever Jason let me
Ceesay’s, I was buying fitteds everyday
Kenny’s caravan and trying not to catch a stray
I dropped out right before I graduate
Six credits left, my mama had a saddest day
It’s only up from here, I promise, you just gotta wait
And she took my word for it, that’s all I had to say
Lately I just feel so out of character
The paranoia can start to turn into arrogance
Thoughts too deep to go work ’em out with a therapist
I get a blank page when I try to draw a comparison
I’m getting straight to the point with it
Need y’all to know that I never needed none of y’all niggas
Fuck being all buddy buddy with the opposition
It’s like a front of the plane, nigga, it’s all business
But I haven’t flown with y’all boys in a minute

Look, they’d rather run up on me than towards them goals
My niggas still hit the club when it’s 20 below
Who you think running this show?
You saw it in me at 20 years old
The lingo start to sound like we talking in code
I got a pure soul, I don’t do the hate
You don’t worry ’bout fitting in when you custom made
Me and Niko used to plot on how to make a change
Now me and Kobe doing shots the night before the game
Still drop 40 with liquor in my system
Numbers going unlisted just to create some distance
I might see you on and off but I’ll never switch ya
Niggas quick to double cross like both of us Christian
Lamborghini got me feeling like I’m Christian Bale
And I never bare my morals for the ticket sales
Tipping scales, bars heavy like triple XL
I never tag no one in, I’d rather get you myself
Running through the 6, storming through the contracts
I’m possessed, you can see it under the contacts
They think I had the silver spoon but they’ll get it soon
I still got something left to prove since you left me room
Paint a plan for the family debt, we in the minus
And like it’s going in a trunk, I put it all behind us
Where you tryna go? I got it, I’ll take us wherever
I’m a staple in the game, all my papers together
And my life is on display like Truman
They wanna pre the movements, gotta start to make ’em sooner
My exes made some of my favorite music
I dated women from my favorite movies
Karma’s such a thing of beauty
I’d share more of my story but you wouldn’t believe it
It’s far fetched like I threw that shit a hundred meters
I keep it 100 like I’m running a fever
I might take a breather but I won’t ever leave you
If I was you, I wouldn’t like me either

Drake U With Me? Lyrics

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U With Me? is a song played by Drake.

What these bitches want from a nigga?

On some DMX shit
I group DM my exes
I told ’em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
And I think we just get closer when we’re not together
You tell me that I’m confusin’
More immature than Marques Houston
Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution
We too deep in this thing to never lose me
LOLOL I’m glad you find this shit amusin’
Heard a lot about me ‘fore we started off
I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras
I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars
That’s why she’s always correctin’ me when my time is off
And my house is the definition
Of alcohol and weed addiction
You got a different vision
You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen
Without runnin’ into one of my niggas
That’s not the way we livin’
Too much goin’ on, it’s just not realistic
These days I don’t talk ’bout them days like I miss ’em
And you shouldn’t miss ’em either, we different people
But every time we speakin’

It’s like a lot of games bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
It’s like a lot of games are bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah

I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs
Where you’re getting me
All that grey in our conversation history, you
Playin’ mind games, when you sayin’ things
Playin’ mind games, we both doin’ the same thing
Slide on a late night
You like to slide on a late night
You send the are you here? text without an invite
That’s that shit that I don’t like
We both slide on a late night
Do things in our off time
We both, yeah
Made some mistakes, pon road
Yeah, how’s that for real?
You toyin’ with it like Happy Meal
3 dots, you thinkin’ of a reaction still
While you’re typin’ make sure to tell me

What type of games are bein’ played?
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
What type of games are bein’ played?
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone then I gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah

Remember you was livin’ at the London for a month
Service elevator up to 4201
We was still a secret, couldn’t come in through the front
Girl I had your back when all you used to do was front
That’s for sure though, I made a career of reminiscin’
Time got a funny way of tickin’, things are so much different
I’ll admit it, I’ve admitted to a lot of things
Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade that they be throwin’
Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need
And on my way to make this dough
A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow
A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow
Tryna give your ass the world
You runnin’ your fingers through my curls
You knew me when the kid had waves
But that’s enough of that
You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass
And that’s some real shit

Drake Wanna Know Lyrics

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Wanna Know is a song played by Drake.

[Drake:]
Yeah, they try to send for me
Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies
All that for them, right back at them
What my mind keeps telling me
Mind keeps telling me
I hear everything, I don’t answer cause it’s all there cause it better be
Trust me it better be, no long talking or settling
Just when I’ve never won no wrestling
But he’s on a big belt medal ting
Streets unruly
More life for my brother’s trying out better things, cause

All my man dem are running to the money
We be running like ay, ay, ay, ay
And all my man dem are running from them hoes in the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
Like whoa, a month ago you didn’t wanna know, but now I’m seeing dough
These catties they be calling up my phone
All these man dem and they applaud me on the road

[Dave:]
I put corn in for my bro
Man dem keep on talking on a low
Man dem keep talkin on a low, but all my man are bros
All my man, all my man are bros
My man dem will have your man dem on the ropes
I’ll have man dem on your roads
Man dem in a batch on they own
With a bat or with a pole
I got man dem that will slap a man with both
Nike jacket on my back i’m looking cold
It’s funny how these catties wanna know, but

All my man dem are running to the money
We be running like ay, ay, ay, ay
And all my man dem are running from them hoes in the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
Like whoa, a month ago you didn’t wanna know, but now I’m seeing dough
These catties they be calling up my phone
All these man dem and they applaud me on the road

[Drake:]
Free Smoke
Anybody want it they can get it, no joke
Call up landlord, nigga that’s broke
I only link with the real ones, lord knows
On fo’, I love to see a fake nigga go broke
I don’t run to Twitter with the things I know
I fall back to see how it unfolds
Yeah, like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Like whoa, years ago they didn’t wanna know
But now I’m seeing dough
Catties they be calling up my phone
Trying to get tickets to a show
Yeah, I got U.K. tings on the WhatsApp now
Like +44 on the road

[Dave & Drake:]
Like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Like whoa
A month ago you didn’t wanna know, but now I’m seeing dough
These catties they be calling up my phone
All these man dem they applaud me on the road
I put corn in for my bro
Man dem keep on talking on a low
Man dem keep talkin on a low, low, low

Drake Tuscan Leather Lyrics

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Tuscan Leather is a song played by Drake.

[Verse 1]
Comin’ off the last record, I’m gettin’ 20 million off the record
Just to off these records, nigga that’s a record
I’m livin’ like I’m out here on my last adventure
Past the present when you have to mention
This is nothin’ for the radio, but they’ll still play it though
Cause it’s that new Drizzy Drake, that’s 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 don’t shit matter to me, nigga
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn’t reach, nigga
Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, nigga
I could go a hour on this beat, nigga
I’m just as famous as my mentor
But that’s still the boss, don’t get sent for
Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn’t meant for
Cause you don’t really wanna hear me vent more
Hot temper, scary outcome
Here’s a reason for niggas that’s 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 don’t have to tell ’em that I’m rich
Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup

[Verse 2]
Sittin’ Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV
Young rebel, Young Money nothin’ you could tell me
Paperwork takin’ too long, maybe they don’t understand me
I’ll 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
I’m honest, I make mistakes, I’d be the second to admit it
Think that’s why I need her in my life, to check me when I’m trippin’
On a mission tryna shift the culture
Tell me who dissin’, I got some things that’ll 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, I’m too busy, that’s 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 don’t change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
My life’s a completed checklist
I’m tired of hearin’ ’bout who you checkin’ for now
Just give it time, we’ll see who’s still around a decade from now
That’s real

[Verse 3]
How much time is this nigga spendin’ on the intro?
Lately I’ve been feelin’ like Guy Pearce in Memento
I just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limbo
The family all that matters, I’m just out here with my kinfolk
Off everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to Winslow
This for shorty up 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 90’s 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 you’re fine
That’s just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO
Wanted to tell you, “Accept yourself”
You don’t 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
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 wouldn’t change a thing if you payed me, now real nigga wassup