(+) Drake - Champagne Poetry (Audio)
Okay now they got me wanna rap again
Heal the wound and then you stab me
In my back again
You the type to play the joke
And try to hide your hand
Not the type to come around
And try to play your friend
You the type to cut the grass
And snake your bestest man
I'm the type to close the deal and cut my xxxx in
See me in person I look like a ghost
See me in person I look like a ghost
You wanna come in and play
With the G O A T
You wanna come in and play
With the G O A T
All you rap xxxx sound like me
Can't tell who is who
You got no real identity can't tell you from you
Price went up angel investor
Price went up angel investor
Okay okay I'm not okay
Think they're good it's not okay
Okay okay not okay
Think they're good get out the way
Who said I did what? What did they do?
Why the hell you hatin' so damn hard?
Someone must pay you
They don't keep me 'round
'Cause I'm straight truth
My dawg locked up
Had more home runs than Babe Ruth
Had them chickens cleanin' my house
I told them Be of use
If I see disloyalty
Then we gon' cut 'em loose
Havin' my hands 'round her neck
Grip tight like a noose
Tell you a story with a bad ending
'Cause I'm not a Seuss
Passin' 'round xxxx to the thugs
For an immunity boost
Double cup filled to the top
With the serenity juice
Moment of silence R I P to Juice
If they say it's up it's up
I don't need a truce
Everything I do is solely
For the broken youth
I just took her over the mountain
With my index
She told me to go to Hell
Like I ain't been yet
And I still put in overtime like I ain't win yet
Okay okay I'm not okay
Think they're good it's not okay
Okay okay not okay
Think they're good get out the way
Yeah it's been plenty times
You closed the door on me
That xxxx really show me
How much you say you a bro to me
Showed you love and you constantly
Cold shouldered me
But ain't no goin' back to fixin' up
That's the older me yeah
I'm done with all the fake xxxx
I had enough of that yeah
I done had too many xxxx stab me
In the back
They say they with you
But they really puttin' on a act
That's when xxxx hit the fan
And all of a sudden all the facts show
You gotta chin up and show a xxxx tough love
Let 'em go without you
Just to show 'em what it was
We was so close
You would've thought we was blood
We got the same pain we come from the mud
I swear this xxxx make me wanna
Put my all in it yeah
You can hear the pain
'Cause I put my heart in it yeah
Most of these xxxx ain't real
They don't wanna see me winnin' no
Most of these xxxx ain't real
They don't wanna see me winnin' no
But it's okay we gon' be okay
Only show up when we cut the cake
Showin' love but we okay
Find God 'fore it's too late