| Yeah
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| This song’s from old Tommy Campos Dice Raw shit
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| For my niggas, though
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| You underestimated greatly
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| Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety
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| I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards
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| You probably wouldn’t lose a single rapper
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| Niggas make threats, can’t hear ‘em over the laughter
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| Yeah, that’s cause I’m headed to the bank, nigga
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| Sinatra lifestyle, I’m just being Frank with you
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| I mean, where you think she at when she ain’t with you
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| Wildin', doin' shit that’s way out of your budget
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| Owl sweaters and saddle luggage, you gotta love it Damn, this shit could go on a tape
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| Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break
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| Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook
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| That’s why every song sound like Drake featuring Drake
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| Straight white pre?, why’s it always me Got us watchin' our words like there’s wire taps on the team
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| Cause I show love, never get the same outta niggas
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| Guess it’s funny how money can make change outta niggas
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| For real
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| Some nobody started feelin' himself
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| A couple somebodies started killin' themself
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| A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
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| I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help
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| I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation
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| Bad press over the summer for allegations
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| I ain’t lyin', my nigga, my time is money
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| That’s why I ain’t got time for a nigga who’s time is comin'
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| A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that’s the movement
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| And I’m the only nigga still know for the music
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| I swear, fuck them niggas this year
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| I made Forbes list, nigga
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| Fuck your list, everything’s lookin' gorgeous
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| Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans
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| But if I stay in the shit, there’s a bunch of corpses
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| And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans
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| Stashin' money like quarters off multi-platinum recordings
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| Eat it like I’m seated at Swiss?
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| Nothin' was the same, this shit for Easy and Cocoa
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| This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon
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| This shit for Julius, Milly Mill
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| We do this shit for real
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| All them boys in my will
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| All them boys is my wheel
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| Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil
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| Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill
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| If anything happen to poppy, might pop a nigga for real
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| Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase
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| But I’m feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates
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| My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race
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| It’s funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe
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| Niggas treat me like I’ve been here for 10
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| Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again
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| I’m on my King James shit, I’m tryin' to win here again
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| A young nigga tryin' to win here again
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| Man, what’s up Yeah
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| A young nigga tryin' to win here again
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| If I like her, I just fly her to the city I’m in I got her drinkin' with your boy
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| I got her fucked up, shorty
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| Aww yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 5 Am in Toronto , by - Drake. Song from the album Care Package, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп