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aarow - draft day (drake remix) lyrics

draft day
f-cking the game so much i got a lower backache
which is ironic ‘cause i got a higher tax rate
i got a hired help so i don’t have to dry myself
burn the tires so much surprised they never melt
aarow
i swear hip-hop is pay to win
and i got school so no time to network or make a friend
sick of people asking me what f-cking i’ll major in
i sigh then tell them advertising
to my fans put your hand up like cabs arriving
draft day
wrote corrections in red pen
open to suggestions but only from my yes-men
never catch me stressin’ over stupid sh-t, b-tch
the game was tied until i loosened it, sl!ck talker f-cking up the game with ky lubricant
on some jewish sh-t don’t know about a crucifix but don’t think that you can cross me when i’m done talking with god i tell him godspeed
got a fake past like i’m great gatsby
i make stacks hand over fist that means fastly
draft day

i went from backpacks to backseat to backstage
and back then i’d break my back for a big break
but now i lean back, eat snacks, take big breaks
draft day
zion williamson
it sure is crazy how now people feeling son
i’m feeling some animosity it’s not stopping me
other rappers wins are thought of as a loss to me
i swear my green grows like moss on trees
constantly choose beats that make you stomp your feet
yo, it’s young aarow you already know
it’s nice to hear a f-cking song with a steady flow
there he goes getting all meta this ain’t that type of song, more bars about cheddar, feta, mozzarella, getting my bread up
money to food, i got something to prove
bars are so hot you need a cup with a spoon
don’t burn your hand, hold it by the handle
draft day
johnny manziel
in five years i know i will be the man still
draft day

bet they‘d probably mispr-nounce my last name
actually, i would not give a f-ck at that point
happy i got cash and i’m making mad coin

last point i gotta make
i’m not f-cking with you f-ckers f-cking with my cake
f-ck gold, i want frosting spelling out my name
cursive font f-cking uppercase both a’s
facetiming with rappers i see the fear in their face
disappointed in myself that my peers ain’t that great
simplify the rhymes so you know what i say
i am one and done ‘cause in a couple months it’s
draft day

i’m not a freshman
i’m fresh, man

- aarow lyrics

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