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Artiste:
Drake
Titre:
No Face
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Ayy, what? What? What? This is the shit that my daddy had raised me on Niggas got lit off the features I skated on I gotta know, I gotta know How you get lit off the nigga you hatin' on? Numbers untouchable, they got the data wrong This is the moment I know they been prayin' on What? Ayy, what? Ayy Try knock The Boy off, but fuck it, I'm stayin' on O' keep on sendin' me slaps to go crazy on 40 keep sayin' it's time to be patient It's so many people we turnin' the tables on Capo got plans, but we'll save that for later on Hush'll keep sayin' they know that they played it wrong KD just text, "What the fuck are we waitin' on?" Damn Me, I'm expressionless Niggas be talkin' 'bout don't shoot the messenger Fah-fah-fah, you get shot for way less in here None of you pussies is blockin' my blessings here, what? All these years throwin' success in your face All of these baddies obsessed with my face All the shit they don't address in my face I can't be showin' no stress in my face, what? Yeah No face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face Brrt No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no I don't get sleepy off no melatonin My therapist put in a thirty-day notice 'Cause I keep on talkin' 'bout beefin' and business and money and women, there's no diagnosis They emptied the clip (Pfft) quick Swapped that shit out and I came back reloaded I'm just so happy that niggas who envied and held that shit in got to finally show it I'm over the moon, yeah, we'll see you boys soon I'm spreadin' my wings, I hop out, cocoon I'm studio trappin', I'm locked in the room, what? All these years throwin' success in your face All of these baddies obsessed with my face All the shit they don't address in my face I can't be showin' no stress in my face, what? Yeah No face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face No face, no face, no face Brrt, yeah