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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
Sometimes you gotta let it out
Young Angel and Lion
You what it is

Ughh
I'm the of October
I drive here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and some over
I think better I'm not sober
I goodie no glaucoma
I'm a stock
Private back home
No over
Still spittin' 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 twice
I'm the new 11
And if I die
do it reppin'
I do a second
I swear be eyeing me all hard
And lying to their
And drivin' the same
there,
Wishing their problems ours
'Cuz we have in common
Since I done became
I done became
Swervin' right my peer's lanes
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's
One
I could make the drapes and the change
And me the city
That I without claim
I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out
Word to Inglish
Count my own
See the cut fingers
My song is girlfriend's wakin' up ringer

Or alarm or
She be here 6 in the
If I let her
But I never get to fans
a eager beaver
Could be the of a dam
Always knew I could figure
How to get these heads to offer him good figures
And me the shows
Getting everyone
'Cuz them hipsters have to get along with them hood niggaz
all good
I'm going off like when the shows' over
Make pasta rent a movie hoes over
Rest in peace to Ledger
But I'm no "Joker"
slow roast ya
Got no
Wet glass on your table
No
bread everyday boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
They just handed to me nigga
No
I'm a Young Money Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth
The same I ball with
I fall
On some Southern draw
Rookie of the
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
cases don't work out
I we can agree on
Makin' enough to pay any Judge off
First I'm a do is
Weezy
Go..

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

I don't
I stunt
And if the food ain't on the
I for it
But in the mean
You can call me Young Roy, Jones
Fightin' the drugs and gun

Don't leave me
And I'm a cheese
Word to Lambardy
Word to Mark
Leave a departed
All blood like the Red Sea parted
My gun go like its retarded
Red light on it its recordin'
I recordin'
I'm C-4in'
My foreign
We are in
A lead aren't
dig in your pocket
And pay
Better cover eyes
face fallin'
Watch the from the side
I'm callin'
No, I didn't say I'm flawless
But I
Damn sure don't
My pistol got
For your
I'm so
I can vomit on a
K.Y. no
I'm on it
Weezy F.
bitch
You know what they say 'bout when palm itch
I'm get money
I'm gon' get
Young Money in your
And we shit
And get that paper quick
Like Bone spit
That's bitch
I'm back on my grown
That only Marvin Gaye
No ice, just shit
And you boyfriend softer than a pit
I scream fuck the
With a dick
I'm me

I'm me
you niggas like the pussy
In I eat
Fireman burn down entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I
Bye.
And you can suck my
on my money
Head Yao Ming
Put your in the oven
If you my things
I'm shufflin' the
to cut my queens

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

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

Drizzy
the lick read?
We make
Boy-Roy &

[Lil' outro]
Wooh!
Young baby