The Remorse Lyrics

The Remorse - Drake

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]

Look, me and Lil Sandra bagging CDs in the bubble wrap

People recognize me from the TV but I'm done with that

People don't wanna see me succeed, this shit come with that

Even when I come back, I don't know if it's gonna be me that's gonna be coming back

Soon as I left, I had to make peace with that

Dropped out of school 'cause nobody was teaching that

The Best Western is where a nigga was sleeping at

Daemen College booking me to pull up and speak the facts

Even if they make a movie 'bout us, this shit'll be hard to re-enact

Dislocated shoulder, it's hard to be always reaching back

All these IOU's, it's hard for me to be keeping track

Friends that dedicated they life to just keepin' me intact

Hard to pay 40, pay Noel, pay Niko back

All the nights I needed to vent to someone and CJ sat

All the nights Chubbs was pulling up where I need him at

All the times Mark was making sure that my luggage packed

At times he had to double back (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

I mean, even with his salary, you can't put no prices on that

There is no salary cap, there is no payin' him back, for real

I wonder what it could've been if I had snakes in the mix

Actually, I never wanna know 'cause we made it like this

Shots gotta fly either way, now I make it or miss

Overtime, I was all good, we take it in shifts

What would you do if it wasn't this? That's a hard one

The finish line is where I like to pull up and start from

Pain is just a place that I go to get the bars from

Anxiety's a drug that I use to get the job done

Delusional's a space I like to think that I'm far from

My son is the one thing I hate to be apart from

Bet against me, don't know where they getting their odds from

I know that when it's done, I'm going wherever God's from

But I still don't know where I get the calm from

(Where I get the calm from), Yeah

[Interlude]

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Woah, woah-woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah (Woah, woah)

Yeah

[Verse 2]

Look, gotta hold my head high with two dry eyes

I told you everything is fine, dawg, but I lied

I be tryna draw the line, but it's a fine line

And I'm drownin' out the noise from the sideline

Sometime it's louder than the voice I got in my mind

I can't even hear myself when I get quiet time

Like, how they tellin' me I'm done, when I'm in my prime?

They've been tryna push a narrative since '09

And they even had my ass convinced a couple times

But that ain't even the half, I had tougher times

Only look for sympathy inside my mother's eyes

And it's whatever with them niggas on the other side

We got problems we could never really put aside

I cracked the door 'fore I saw her put my food inside

I tried to kill them boys with kindness, but they wouldn't die

So now I kill 'em all for acting like they couldn't die (Yeah)

My hard work doesn't just pay off, it pays all the family debts off

I'm taking heads off, Future out here like Irving Azoff

Houses paid off, label paid off

My soul for the money wasn't the trade-off

Unlike most of you boys that fade off

I feel guilty taking some days off

Please don't google my net worth, the numbers are way off

I mean if you comparin' it to what I really made off with

I'm more like Bernie with all the earnest that they came off

Trust me it was nothin' light, holmes

They tried to give me a slice of the pie, and I took the knife home

I know you love me

Can't picture bein' a hubby, finger too stubby to fit a ring on

Unless Kawhi wanna run it back

Other than that, the strings'll be unattached

Certified Lover Boy, I'm not the one for cuddling or none of that

Y'all music is watered down, will you love 'em back?

And you know what I'm on blowing past ya, owning masters

Said you're like a father figure to me, but now daddy's not around so I'm a bastard

Oh of course, the only villain that show remorse when I owe you more

Soft spot for all the ones that came before, I can't ignore it

I'm always tryna rekindle

From the bottom the to the top, man, what's it like in the middle?

From the lemon faced radio host that love to be bitter

To my dogs in the game who wasn't pick of the litter

For the youngest out here starting from the beginning

Nobody praying for you when you winning, don't forget it

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