5 Am In Toronto by Drake
Yeah, this on some old Tommy Campos Dice Roll sh-t
For my nigg-s, though
[Verse 1]
You underestimated greatly
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
I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards
You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper
Nigg-s make threats, can't hear 'em over the laughter
Yeah, that's cause I'm headed to the bank, n-gga
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being Frank with you
I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with you
Wildin', doin' sh-t that's way out of your budget
Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it
Damn, this sh-t could go on a tape
B-tches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break
Give these n-ggas the look, the verse, and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featuring Drake
Tr8, Y pree? Why is it always me?
Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team
Cause I show love, never get the same outta nigg-s
Guess it's funny how money can make change outta nigg-s
For real
Some nobody started feelin' himself
A couple somebodies started killin' themself
A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
I bet them sh-ts would have popped if I was willin' to help
I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad press during the summer over allegations
I ain't lyin', my n-gga, my time is money
That's why I ain't got time for a n-gga who's time is comin'
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