Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Omertà , by - Drake. Release date: 14.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Omertà |
| Look at my history |
| I’m tryna see what’s different from that guy and the richer me |
| The only thing I see is custom owls from Tiffany |
| And some gunnas that’ll hit you outta nowhere like epiphany |
| Really, that’s it to me |
| Aside from the obvious, man, it changes in scenery |
| Testin' me gon' have my niggas testin' machinery |
| They say that they happy, my man, that’s not how they seem to be |
| The boy, he wild and peaceful, rest in peace Teena Marie |
| Ethics and values, mob traditions, old fashioned |
| Monopoly action |
| Bronny buyin' up Brentwood like he still in Akron |
| A lot of pain, a lot of passion |
| A lot of relaxin' while other niggas is overreactin' |
| That’s how we continue down the path of Jordan and Jackson |
| That’s some insight for y’all even if no one’s askin' |
| Last year, niggas really feel like they rode on me |
| Last year, niggas got hot 'cause they told on me |
| I’m 'bout to call the bluff of anybody that fold on me |
| I’m buyin' the buildin' of every door that closed on me |
| Yeah, Loro Piana and Brioni, the one and only |
| Champagne popper, the love doctor |
| Your baby mother call me when she lonely |
| My tailor see me twice a week, he like my homie |
| Forever grateful, forever thankful |
| Diamond necklace, but she wears it on her ankle |
| The bitch is trendy |
| My enemies send each other the texts that they could never send me |
| I’m bankin' two million a show for the residency |
| Nevada gaming commission in a frenzy |
| How much money can this casino lend me? |
| Rippin' markers up over shots of the Henny |
| Vivid memory, can someone send me a real nigga interlude? |
| To me, Benihana is pigeon food |
| This not a forgivin' mood |
| So much, we gotta count the 20s up in a different room |
| I am just a body that my brothers are livin' through |
| Keepin' my connections strictly physical |
| Everyone that’s married is miserable |
| I know that that is not a lifestyle I can give into |
| The rise to the top of this mountain has been biblical |
| I don’t carry cash 'cause the money is digital |
| It’s the American Expresser, the debt collector |
| Hailin' all the way from the Mecca |
| Got something for Trudy and Rebecca |
| This shit could last forever |
| The mind controller, the Ayatollah |
| I built a bridge to success and had visions of me ridin' over |
| Step in the room and October gets a lot closer |
| Haunted houses |
| I don’t know how to count in thousands, only millions |
| Now tell your friends I’m not the villain |
| Send 'em to Lagos or Turks and Caicos |
| Barbados, Trinidad and Tobago |
| Never go the same places they go |
| Separate vacations |
| A far cry from when Drizzy had slept in the basement |
| I was never on the path to get into Cambridge |
| I mean, I was good at doin' math, but I’m better with language |
| Borderline dangerous, approach with caution |
| I plan to buy your most personal belongings when they up for auction |
| Man, truth be told, I think about it often |
| The petty king, the overseer of many things |
| I wish that I was playin' in a sport where we were gettin' rings |
| I wouldn’t have space on either hand for anything |
| West Hollywood, know my presence is menacing |
| Cosa Nostra, shady dealings |
| Racketeering, the syndicate got they hand in plenty things |
| The things that we’ve done to protect the name are unsettling |
| But no regrets, though, the name’ll echo |
| Years later, none greater |
| Death to a coward and a traitor, that’s just in my nature, yeah |