Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What’s Next, artist - Drake. Album song Scary Hours 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: OvO
Song language: English
What’s Next |
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 and only 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 lifе exposed, they wanna know about thе 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 |
I– |