Lyrics Drake Shit - Vory, Mariah the Scientist

Drake Shit

Yeah\nAll these niggas try to sound like you\nBut don’t nobody sound like you and\nCan’t nobody say the shit that you say and how you say it\nTold my bitch, «I can’t be locked down,» she gotta face it\nShe helped me realize I ain’t shit\nKnow I told you I wouldn’t say shit\nAyy, but now she got me on some Drake shit\nShe got me on some Drake shit\nAyy, Maybach, Rolls, I spill the drink (Ayy)\nShoulder shrugs, I spill the drink\nSaid she don’t\nI tell her, «Great»\nAyy, head down the curtains, the head was great (Oh, yeah)\nAyy, I’m high off of them Perkies with a muse\nSomehow, she don’t seem to see amused\nSomehow, I still feel she feelin' used\nShe saw my reaction, broke the news\nShe told me that she expecting too\nI keep it cool 'cause I don’t know what you might do\nNever judged, I never know what you went through\nNow she got me on some Drake shit\nTell me what about my life that ain’t shit\nYou helped me realize it ain’t this\nSay, I don’t know if love is this\nNow you got me on some Drake shit\nmy life just ain’t shit\nTell me that your lovin' ain’t shit\n'Cause I done had true love, it ain’t this\nYeah, got me feelin' on some Drake shit\nYeah\nWhat is wrong?\nCan you hear the emotion (Yeah)\nThink you just gotta stop bein' so shy (Yeah, yeah)\nOh, yeah\nAnd you’ll be the biggest (Yeah, yeah)\nYou already are the biggest, but you’ll be greater, they just don’t know (Oh,\nyeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, oh, man\nI know\nOh, man, but\nGirl, I, girl, I, girl, I, girl, I\nGot on my\ntextin' me for new shit\nWas it love or was it just the music?\nWas it just trust? I hate when I confuse it\nPlay with us whenever you come through with it\nA couple rhymes and thick thighs and brown eyes\nYou know I know your type\nUsed to be so alike\nAnd now we’re cuttin' times on the basis\nOn how we can turn to hatred\nOn how all these niggas ain’t shit\nOf how now the picture’s painted\nGreen with envy and ragin' red\nI know this nigga made his bed up\nGave you shoulders to lay your head on\nDid some things you shouldn’t’ve slept on\nDrake shit, yeah, yeah\nYou really are the G.O.A.T\nI like it, you so lowkey, but you hard as fuck\nAll these niggas try to sound like you, but don’t nobody sound like you\nCan’t nobody say the shit that you sayin' and how you say it\nYour shit is different