Tag: Drake

Drake – Red Button ( Letra) Letra DrakeVEVO Drake – Red Button (Lyrics)
Check, yes
One, one-one, one
Ayy, yeah
Look

The most decorated, competition decimated
My drive is dedicated, your drive is designated
Niggas got you to the spot and then you separated
Reasons for it speculated, we know how it escalated
Rarely celebrated, grade eleven educated
Radio is king again, billboard got me regulated
Wanna make it fair for you, numbers that I generated
Do right and kill everything, people knew that death awaited
Taylor swift the only nigga that I ever rated
Only one could make me drop the album just a little later
Rest of y’all, I treat you like you never made it
Leave your label devastated
Even when you pad the stats, period, I never hated
Even when you stab me in the back, the vest is metal-plated
Tryna see a b inside my circle like I’m gettin’ graded
Man, all this luggage in the lobby like I’m gettin’ traded
Every time you need me for a boost, I never hesitated
Every time that Yeezy called a truce, he had my head inflated
Thinkin’ we gon’ finally peace it up and get to levitatin’
Realize that everything premeditated
Everyone was good with me, then everyone expression faded
Tickin’ time bomb and they beggin’ me to detonate it
If I press this red button, dog, everybody heaven gated
Press this red button, dog, and everything forever changes
Word to m-dolla, she the only one could maybe save it
Should’ve hit you first, but, sis, you know about the shit I’ve taken
Niggas think it’s sweet, but I am not a diabetic patient

No
I will start blackin’ over here like it’s segregation
I will fuckin’ double-cross you niggas like it’s meditation
I’ll give you a hard pill to swallow, this your medication
I will fuckin’ pop up on your ass like a revelation
I could tell you better than I show you, this a demonstration
I will fuckin’ leave you in the dirt like some vegetation
Chemicals is mixin’ in my brain and killin’ hesitation
I will fuckin’ force a few shots like a vaccination
Niggas fuckin’ call me up to cap, this not a graduation
I will fuckin’ put your ass on pause like I’m pastor mason
I will set alarms off and cause a whole evacuation
I’ll fuckin’—, I’ll fuckin’—
I’ll get to you ten years from now like procrastination
I’ll fuckin’ find out wherever y’all are celebratin’
Pull up, park my phantom on the curb like I’m larry david
And then we’ll see who’s really crazy

Yeah
Grrah
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Drake – Evil Ways ( Letra) ft. J. Cole Letra DrakeVEVO Drake – Evil Ways ( Letra) ft. J. Cole
Yeah (oh, baby, be honest with yourself)
Yeah
Everything good, everything pure (there’s some things in life and you know)
(Ooh, ways, if you wanna keep that guy)
Everything pure
(You’ve got to change your evil ways, if you wanna keep that—)

Yeah, I got some evil ways
Even through the glasses, you can see the gaze
To find your way up to the top, this shit gon’ be a maze
Volkswagon, shit the way I’m runnin’ beatles’ plays
Yeah, and we linkin’ like we freed the slaves
I conquered hell, I walked the ‘ville and set my feet ablaze
My heart hardens every year like sneakers that Adidas made
I never did the vmas, I’m not in need of praise
All praise to the born sinners Jesus saves
My brothers runnin’ through the 6ix like the green berets
Beefin’ with a block that’s five hundred feet away
Wheel of fortune, shit, the way they say they need a k
Nah, uh, I only need a raise
And a safe to stash these frito lays
Times was hard, I watched my mama robbin’ hard just to get peter paid
And now my paper folded like when teachers don’t want classmates to see your grade
Time is speedin’ now, I see the greys pokin’ out this beard, but it’s weird ‘cause I feel like I ain’t even age (yeah)
Y’all seize the rage, feet firmly planted for these precious flowers I’ve been handed, watch me be the vase
Man, I’m livin’ out carlito’s way
You niggas ain’t gettin’ no bread, you in a keto phase
Wisdom comin’ out my mouth like some teethin’ pain
My whip used to have the seat displays where S-M-A-C-K DVD would play
Zopiclone baby, I can’t rest without the sleepin’ AIDS
Bought this nigga jewels, these shits is light, let’s get it reappraised
I bet you see the price and you gon’ be amazed
And broski didn’t do it, he like a piece of art, judge, he was framed
Some feed the j’s to receive a wage
Coke got they nose bleedin’ like the seats where you can’t see the stage
High up in arenas where they see their faves
Aka me and drizzy drake, we the wave
Uh, yeah, we the wave
Like christian combs with a brush in his hand once the grease is laid
Shit is 360 like the label deal you signed to get your people paid
Me, I got tickets like a meter maid
And 21 my nigga like he celebrate a legal age
Next time I get in rosalia face
I hope she tell her people that we need some space
Niggas think I won’t get ‘em hit but like like an indian marriage, it could be arranged
Diss me, and you just may see us on your block like the street parade
At the top, playin’ keeper way with the crown
Our life’s an open book, come and read a page
Drake pulled a white bitch that’s goin’ both ways, she like the queen of spades
I’m startin’ to think they percs is fake, they weed is laced
For thinkin’ it’s a game, if it’s a game, these streets would be the bushido’s blade
Razor to his face and he ain’t need a shave
I stay out of beef, see niggas’ DNA get rearrangedi’m with drizzy in atlanta, so many hitters with that nigga, they could be the braves
Young angel goin’ through his demon phase
Hard to blame ‘em, lord knows this game could be depraved
Scary hours undefeated, y’all should be afraid
Yeah, y’all should be afraid

Ooh, ways, if you wanna to keep that guy
You’ve got to change your evil ways, if you wanna keep that—
Oh, baby, be honest with yourself
There’s some thing’s in life and you know
Ooh, ways, if you wanna to keep that guy
You’ve got to change your evil ways, if you wanna keep that—
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Drake – Another Late Night ft. Lil Yachty Letra DrakeVEVO Drake – Another Late Night ft. Lil Yachty Lyrics
(Grow up, nigga)
Grrah, grrah, ayy
This lil’ Drizzy reppin’ ‘Crete, ayy
My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy
Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I’m discreet, ayy

Ayy, thinkin’ ‘bout this pill I took, pillow talkin’
Shawty ran some Dillon Brooks, can’t believe this nigga talkin’, damn
My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin’, ayy
Weirdos in my comments talkin’ ‘bout some Millie Bobby, look
Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin’
Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes
Open up that shit, it’s jaw droppin’, really shockin’, ayy
I ain’t pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what?
Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say
She actin’ Hollywood, this ain’t L. A., no way
She a pretty little lie like she shaped, but that’s bae
Long as she don’t lie to me, then it’s okay

It’s just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
‘Cause I love that ho, don’t even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin’ ‘round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)

Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh)
Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm
Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh)

It’s Lil Boat, I’m practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh)
My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks
Thinkin’ ‘bout this styrocup, really Wockin’
Let her fuck on one my opps, let’s see who really poppin’
Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin’
Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin’
Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis
My bitch know it’s us without openin’ either of her eyelids (Us)
It be so pure I don’t even fuck, ain’t tryna raise her mileage
You take G6s knowin’ you’ll never take one with pilot (‘Kay)
I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn’t stylish (Yeah)
She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn’t sing (Drip)
We catch the opps, don’t want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah)
(Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring
(Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring
I’ll support the opps before I support sippin’ green (‘Kay)
We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team, (Us)

It’s just another late night with my bitch, ayy
Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch)
And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch)
‘Cause I love that ho, don’t even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh)
Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg)
Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch)
And we ridin’ ‘round tryna make sense (Make sense)
Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)
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