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30 For 30 Freestyle Lyrics By Drake

    yeah

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    never thought i’d be talkin’ from this perspective
    but i’m not really sure what else you expected
    when the higherups have all come together as a collective
    with conspiracies to end my run and send me a message
    40 did you get the message
    ’cause i just checked my phone and i didn’t get it
    i mean i’ll say hats off for a solid effort
    but we didn’t flinch for a second we got our shit together 6
    yeah not here to fight wars
    but niggas wanna talk high scores
    party just dipped off in a white porsche
    and i just came from dinner where i ate some welldone seared scallops that were to die for
    but i got bigger fish to fry
    i’m talkin’ bigger shit than you and i
    kids are losin’ lives got me scared of losin’ mine
    and if i hold my tongue about it i get crucified
    wrote this shit on a bumpy flight on a summer night
    flyin’ over chattanooga out here tryna spread the movement
    i just got me the mercedes pullman
    you niggas never heard of it you gotta hit up google yeah
    back in the city shit is gettin’ brutal
    these kids’ll hit your noodle then take a girl to the movies
    they been droppin’ out on both sides
    we ain’t in it we just ghostride
    the pen is workin’ if you niggas need some ghost lines
    i thought you wanted yours like i want mine
    i guess you just makin’ moves on your own time
    but just know it’ll be january in no time
    and your absence is very concernin’
    it’s like you went on vacation with no plan of returnin’
    shit is purely for sport i need a 0 for 0
    banners are ready case we need to retire your jersey yeah
    i got a club in the raptors arena
    championship celebrations durin’ regular season
    paternity testin’ for women that i never slept with
    i’m legally obligated if they request it
    so much legal action like i’m michael jackson
    luckily i’m great at avoidin’ distraction
    used to give no reaction now i’m overreacting
    aw nigga that shit gotta go platinum
    i just listened to closer to my dreams
    wideeyed and uneducated at nineteen
    i can’t rap like that all young and naïve
    not after all the shit i seen and the things i believe
    drastically changin’ thank you for all your patience
    i’m just in a different space and i choose to embrace it
    four thousand square feet just isn’t as spacious
    you loved me back in the basement guess it is what we make it
    i’m tired of awkward exchanges and niggas’ crooked ways
    tired of champagne toasts with people that look away
    peyton and eli when niggas called me they brother
    the season start and i don’t wanna see you end up with nothin’
    y’all throw the word family around too much in discussion
    rookie season i would’ve never thought this was comin’
    they knees give out and they passin’ to you all of the sudden
    now you the one gettin’ buckets
    they put they arm around you now you becomin’ the crutches
    kids got on your number ’cause you the one they look up to
    and women that you seen on tv look better in person
    and either they wanna fuck you
    or convince you that they care and see where it goes from there but
    these ain’t the girls from brampton this ain’t that local action
    the hate is just bringin’ me and my people closer actually
    what happened to the things you niggas said was supposed to happen
    are we just supposed to ignore the fact that it never happened
    we just supposed to get the pie then split it in two
    supposed to forget your mistakes but not forget about you
    my plan was always to make the product jump off the shelf
    and treat the money like secrets keep the shit to ourself
    papi champú young pablito de seis dios
    6 god i think i
    was destined for this shit when i was ’round keyshia cole and ti
    and young dro was poppin’ off with ain’t i
    way before niggas had they hands out like they doin’ macarena
    but who am i to complain now i’m still around they know
    yeah

    Artist: Drake

    Year: 2015

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 372