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[Drake
Yeah, I appreciate your patience
It's been a moment since I done public speaking
I find nowadays its to keep quiet
But uh
you just gotta let it out
Young Angel and Young
You what it is

Ughh
I'm the of October
I drive here
I got
me champagne flutes, Rose and some shots over
I think better when I'm not
I Smoke no glaucoma
I'm a holder
Private back home
No over
Still that shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother looked over
Haha
They a
I'm the of 7
A migraine, take 2
I'm the one over
I'm the new 11
And if I die
I'ma do it
I do a second
I niggaz be eyeing me all hard
And lying to girls
And the same cars
there,
Wishing their problems became
'Cuz we have nothing in
I done became star
I became bigger
Swervin' right my peer's lanes
Same dudes used to holler my engineer's name
One
I could make the drapes and the sheers
And show me the
That I fear claim
What I set seems to never
kid out baby
Word to Inglish
Count my own
See the paper cut
My song is your girlfriend's up ringer

Or alarm or
She be here 6 in the
If I let her
But I get attracted to fans
'Cuz a beaver
be the collapse of a dam
Always knew I could figure
How to get label heads to offer him good figures
And me doing the
Getting everyone
'Cuz them hipsters have to get along with them hood niggaz
all good
I'm going off lights when the shows' over
Make pasta a movie called hoes over
Rest in peace to Ledger
But I'm no "Joker"
I'll roast ya
Got no
Wet glass on your nigga
No
Burn bread boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
They just handed to me nigga
No
I'm with a Young Money Cash Money
My cup runneth
The same I ball with
I fall
On some Southern shit
Rookie of the
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
These cases don't out
I hope we can on
Makin' to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is
Weezy
Go..

[Lil'
And I'll probation
I want that T.I. and Vick vacation
plane
Big
I'm going to the
To a big donation

I stunt
I stunt
And if the ain't on the stove
I for it
But in the time
You can me Young Roy, Jones Junior
Fightin' the and gun charges

Don't leave me
And I'm a head
to Vince Lambardy
Word to Marky
a snitch departed
All that like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy its retarded
Red on it like its recordin'
I ain't
I'm C-4in'
My foreign
We are in
A lead they
Better dig in pocket
And pay
Better cover eyes
face fallin'
Watch the from the side
I'm callin'
No, I say that I'm flawless
But I
sure don't tarnish
My pistol got
For your
I'm so
I can on a comet
K.Y. no
I'm on it
F. baby
Newborn
You know what they say when your palm itch
I'm get money
Money I'm get
Money in your tummy
And we gon'
And get that toilet quick
Like when Bone
That's right
I'm on my grown shit
That only Marvin Gaye
No ice, just chrome
And you boyfriend softer a foam pit
I fuck the world
a long dick
I'm me

I'm me
you niggas sweet the pussy
In I eat
Fireman burn your entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I
Bye.
And you can my wings
on my money
Head Yao Ming
Put your hand in the
If you my things
I'm the cards
'Bout to cut my

But I ain't the
House full of bitches Tila Tequila

I'm the man in the
My swagger screaming
Motherfucker!
Do you hear

Drizzy
What the read?
We magic
& Sick-freed

[Lil' outro]
Wooh!
Young baby