5 Am in Toronto

Yeah
This on some old Tommy Campos Dice Raw -, you know?
For my - though

Uh, you underestimated greatly
Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me?
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety
I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards
Probably wouldn't lose a single rapper
- make threats, can't hear 'em over the laughter
Yeah, that's 'cause I'm headed to the bank -

Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just bein' frank with ya
I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with ya?
Wildin', doin' - that's way out of your budget
Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it
Damn, this - could go on a tape
- lovin' my drive, I never give it a break
Give these - the look, the verse, and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featurin' Drake

Str8, Y pree? Why is it always me?
Got us watchin' our words like it's wiretaps on the team
'Cause I show love, never get the same outta -
Guess it's funny how money can make change outta -
For real, some nobody started feelin' himself
A couple somebodies started killin' themself
A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
I bet them - would have popped if I was willin' to help

I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad press during the summer over allegations
I ain't lyin', my -, my time is money
That's why I ain't got time for a - whose time is coming
A lot of - PR stuntin' like that's the movement
And I'm the only - still known for the music, I swear
- this year, I made Forbes list
- your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous

Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans
But if I stay, then this - is a bunch of corpses
And me and my dread - from New Orleans
Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings
Eatin' like I'm seated at Swish, Sotto, and Joso's
Nothing Was The Same, this - for Ezee and Coco
This - for Karim, this - for Jaevon
This - for Julius, Milly Mill, boy, we do this - for real

All them boys in my will, all them boys is my wills
Anything happen to pop, then I got you like Uncle Phil
Weezy been on that edge, you - just need to chill
If anything happen to Papi, might pop a - for real
Comin' live from the screw face, livin' out a suitcase
But I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates
My weight up, I refused to wait up, I started a new race
It's funny when you think a - blew up after Lupe

- treat me like I've been here for 10
Some - been here for a couple, never been here again
I'm on my King James -, I'm tryna win here again
A young - tryna win here again, man, what's up?

Ay, yeah, a young - tryin' to win here again
If I like her, I just fly her to the city I'm in
I got her drinkin' with your boy
I got her - shorty, oh yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Bobbie Gentry, Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Nikhil Shanker Seetharam, Anderson Hernandez, Allen Ritter
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