| How I’m feeling, it doesn’t matter
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| Cause you know I’m okay
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| Instead, I ask myself, «Why do you hurt me?»
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| When you know, you know I’m the same
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| I know that you love me baby
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| Time to take you away from me Only over my dead body…
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| I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
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| Fuck it I was on though
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| And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club
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| Fuck it, I was wrong though
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| Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free
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| Nowadays it’s six figures when they tax me Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
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| Long as the outcome is income
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| You know I want it all and then some
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| Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim sum
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| Shots came, I don’t know where they was sent from
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| Probably some bad hoes about to take the hint from
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| Yeah, you know me well, nigga
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| I mean you ain’t the only real nigga
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| They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga
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| Slave to the pussy but I’m just playing the field, nigga
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| Are these people really discussing my career again?
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| Asking if I’ll be going platinum in a year again?
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| Don’t I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
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| Don’t Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
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| Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
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| And I don’t ever be trippin off of what ain’t mine
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| And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine
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| But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
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| It’s been that way from the beginning
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| I just been playing, I ain’t even notice I was winning
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| And this is the only sound you should fear
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| Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright
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| How I’m feeling, it doesn’t matter
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| Cause you know I’m okay
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| Instead, I ask myself, «Why do you hurt me?»
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| When you know, you know I’m the same
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| I know that you love me baby
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| Time to take you away from me Only over my dead body…
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| You say I’m old news, well who the new star?
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| Cause if I’m going anywhere, it’s probably too far
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| Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States
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| Used half of the money to beat my brother’s case
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| Red wine over Fed time
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| And shout out to the niggas that’s doing dead time
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| Shout out to the bitches there when it’s bedtime
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| And fuck you to the niggas that think it’s their time
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| Yeah, don’t make me take your life apart, boy
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| You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy
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| Or you wanna be a motherfucking funny guy?
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| Don’t make me break your Kevin heart, boy
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| Yeah, it’s whatever. |
| You know, feeling good, living better
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| I think maybe I was numb to it last year
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| But you know I feel it now more than ever
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| My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
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| Second album, I’m back paving the way
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| The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
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| Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day
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| And I met your baby moms last night
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| We took a picture together — I hope she frames it!
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| And I was drinking at the Palms last night
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| And ended up losing everything that I came with
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| Feel like I’ve been here before, huh?
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| Still got 10 years to go, huh?
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| And this is the only sound you should fear
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| Man, these kids wear crowns over here
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| And everything is all right
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| I know, I know that you love me baby
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| The time can take you away from me Only over my dead body… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Over My Dead Body , by - Drake. Song from the album Take Care, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп