DRAKE Lyrics

She said if Drake rapped on my beat

I'd be a millionaire in the next week Thirty million streams

I want better J's on my feet, but, that's not me

I don't like this beat, I don't like this world

I don't like myself, I don't like the fact I can't provide for my girl

She can't get her nails done, £23 man, what have I done

I'm loving you

Till I die of the stress of the weight

I'll be loading plates on my back till I'm hugging you

And the war is over, till it's not I'll be sober, fighting

Spartan tings, tough life like a viking or a Mayan

Or the Incas, cos they're way cooler than the others, my love stop crying

People are sick and tired of hearing darling I bloodclart love you

But I do, I never wanted to share my zoot so badly with someone but you

You complete my heart and my riddim

The other side of my heart, you're giving me skisms, like I envisioned

I saw you, before, in the room, man, I recalled you

I saw you, before, in the room, man, I recalled you

How does Marijuana play into your life?

Marijuana?

I don't smoke Marijuana man

I smoke herb

Herb?

Yes, sire

Marijuana's a girl from Cuba

Hmm, Hmmm