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21. started from the bottom ft. drake & mike zombie 2:56

[intro: drake & mike zombie]
started—
zombie on the track

[chorus 1: drake]
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team f+cking here
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team here, n+gga
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team f+cking here

[verse 1: drake]
i done kept it real from the jump
living at my mama house, we’d argue every month
n+gga, i was tryna get it on my own
working all night, traffic on the way home
and my uncle calling me, like, “where ya at?
i gave you the keys, told ya ‘bring it right back'”
n+gga, i just think it’s funny how it goes
now i’m on the road, half+a+million for a show, and we
[chorus 2: drake]
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team f+cking here
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team f+cking here
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga

[verse 2: drake]
boys tell stories ’bout the man
say i never struggled, wasn’t hungry, yeah, i doubt it
n+gga, i could turn your boy into the man
there ain’t really much out here that’s popping off without us
n+gga, we just want the credit where it’s due
i’ma worry ’bout me, give a f+ck about you
n+gga, just as a reminder to myself
i wear every single chain, even when i’m in the house
’cause we

[chorus 3: drake]
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team f+cking here
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga
[bridge: drake]
no new n+ggas, n+gga, we don’t feel that
f+ck a fake friend, where yo’ real friends at?
we don’t like da do too much explaining
story stayed the same, i never changed it
no new n+ggas, n+gga, we don’t feel that
f+ck a fake friend, where yo’ real friends at?
we don’t like da do too much explaining
story stayed the same through the money and the fame
’cause we

[chorus 4: drake]
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team f+cking here
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now my whole team here, n+gga
started from the bottom, now we’re here
started from the bottom, now the whole team here, n+gga

22. push ups & drop ft. dj whoo kid, drake, & dj akademiks 3:54

[part 1: push ups]

[intro: dj whoo kid & drake]
whoo (whoo)
kid (kid)
ayy
[verse 1: drake]
i could never be n0body number+one fan
your first number one, i had a put it in your hand
you p+ssies can’t get booked outside america for nan’
i’m out in tokyo because i’m big in j+pan
i’m the hitmaker y’all depend on
backstage in my city, it was friendzone
you won’t ever take no chain off of us
how the f+ck you big+stepping with a size+seven men’s on?
this the bark with the bite, n+gga, what’s up?
i know my picture on the wall when y’all cook up
extortion baby, whole career, you’ve been shook up
’cause top told ya, “drop and give me 50”, like some push+ups, huh
your last one bricked
you really not on sh+t
they make excuses for ya ’cause they hate da see me lit
pull yo’ contract ’cause we gotta see the split
the way ya doing splits, b+tch, yo’ pants might rip
you better do that muh’f+cking show inside the bity
maroon 5 need a verse, you better make it witty
then we need a verse for the swifties
top say, “drop”, you better drop and give ’em 50
pipsqueak, pipe down
ye’ ain’t in no big three, sza got chu wiped down
travis got chu wiped down, savage got chu wiped down
like your label, boy, you in a scope right now
and you gon’ feel the aftermath of what i write down
i’m at the top of the mountain, so ya tight now
just to have this talk wit’ cho’ ass, i had a hike down
big difference ‘tween mike then and mike now
what the f+ck is this? a 20+v+1, n+gga?
what’s a prince to a king? he a son, n+gga
get more love in the city that chu from, n+gga
metro, shut cha hoe+ass up and make some drums, n+gga
yeah, i’m the 6 god, i’m the frontrunner
y’all n+gga’ manager was chubbs lil’ blunt runner
claim the 6ix and you boys ain’t even come from it
and when you boys got rich, you had a run from it
cash blowing abel bread, out here tricking (out here tricking)
sh+t we do for b+tches, he doing for n+ggas (what the f+ck?)
jets, whips, chains, wicked, wicked, wicked (wicked, wicked)
spend it like you tryna f+ck, boy, you tripping, boy, you tripping
drizzy chip ‘n dale, prolly got cho’ b+tch chanel
i just got ’em done, boy, don’t make me have da chip a nail
rolling loud stage, y’all were turnt, that was sl!ck as h+ll
sh+t’ll prolly change if yo’ bm start da kiss+and+tell
hugs and kisses, man, don’t tell me ’bout no switches
i’ll be rocking every f+cking chain i own next visit, ayy
i be wit’ some bodyguards like whitney
top say drop, your little midget+ass better f+cking—

[chorus: drake]
ayy
better drop and give me 50, ayy
drop and give me 50, drop and give me 50, ayy
n+ggas really got me out here talking like i’m 50, ayy
n+ggas really got me out here rapping what i’m living

[verse 2: drake]
i might take your latest girl and cuff her like i’m ricky
can’t believe he jumping in, this n+gga turning 50
every song that made it on the chart, he got from drizzy
spend that lil’ check you got and stay up out my bidness
n+gga, shoutout to the hooper that be busting out the griddy
we know why you mad, n+gga, i ain’t even tripping
all that lil’ heartbroken twitter sh+t for b+tches
this for all the top dawgs, drop and give me 50, drop, drop
and that f+cking song y’all got did not start the beef with us
this sh+t been brewing in a pot, now i’m heating up
ion’t care what cole think, that dot sh+t was weak as f+ck
champagne tripping, he is not f+cking easing up
n+gga calling top da see if top wanna peace it up
“top, wanna peace it up?
top, wanna peace it up?”
nah, p+ssy, now you on your own when you speaking up
you done rolled deep to this, it’s not f+cking deep enough
begging kai cenat, boy, you not f+cking beating us
numbers+wise, i’m out of here, you not f+cking creeping up
money+wise, i’m out of here, you not f+cking sneaking up
cornball, your show money merch+money fee da, uh
i’ma let chu n+ggas work it out because i seen enough
this ain’t even everything i know, don’t wake the demon up
this ain’t even everything i know, don’t wake the demon up
drop and give me 50, all you f+ck n+ggas teaming up

[interlude: dj akademiks]
(what top five you smoking on, kendrick?)

[part 2: drop]

[chorus: drake]
mmm
mmm
yeah
drop
drop
drop
drop
drop a 50 bag for the mob in the spot
drop a 50 bag, 29 for the thot
uh
i wa’ really, really tryna keep it pg

23. love me ft. future, mike will made+it, drake, & lil wayne 4:16

[pre+chorus: future, mike will made+it, & drake]
i’m on that good kush and alcohol (mike will made+it)
i got some down b+tches i can call (what’s hatting?)
i don’t know what i would do without ch’all
i’ma ball ’til the day i fall (i’ma ball, yeah, ball, ball, long as my)

[chorus 1: drake, future, & mike will made+it]
b+tches love me
yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah
i can give a f+ck ’bout no hater
long as my b+tches love me (yeah+yeah)
yeah+yeah
(ear drummers) yeah (yeah+yeah)
i can give a f+ck ’bout no n+gga
long as these b+tches love me

[verse 1: lil wayne & future]
uh (uh)
p+ssy+a’ n+gga, stop hating
lil’ tunechi got that fire
and these hoes love me like satan, man (man, yeah, yeah)
f+ck with me and get bodied
and all she eat is d+ck
she’s on a strict diet, that’s my baby (that’s my baby)
wit’ no makeup, she a ten (ten)
and she the best with that head
even better than karine
she don’t want money (she don’t want money)
she want the time we could spend
she said, “’cause i really need somebody
so, tell me you’re that somebody”
girl, i f+ck who i want
and f+ck who i don’t
got that a1 credit
it’s that filet mignon
she said, “i never wanna make you mad
i just wanna make you proud”
i said, “baby, just make me cum
then don’t make a sound” (i’m on that+sl!ck)

[pre+chorus: future, lil wayne, & drake]
good (tunechi) kush and alcohol (sl!ck tunechi, yeah)
i got some down b+tches i can call (what’s hatting?)
i don’t know what i would do without ch’all
i’ma ball ’til the day i fall (i’ma ball, yeah, ball, ball, long as my)

[chorus 1: drake, drake & lil wayne, & future]
b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah
i can give a f+ck ’bout no hater
long as my b+tches love me (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me, my b+tches love me)
my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me)
i can give a f+ck ’bout no n+gga
long as these b+tches love me

[verse 2: lil wayne & future]
uh (uh)
real n+gga, f+ck these haters
these hoes got p+ssies like craters
can’t treat these hoes like ladies, man (man, yeah, yeah)
p+ssy, money, weed, codeine
she said my d+ck feel like morphine
i hope my name taste like sardines
to these n+ggas (to these n+ggas)
she wake up, eat this d+ck
call that breakfast in bed
69, 96
i feel her heartbeat
i chest+to+chest with this b+tch
now, turn around, face down
i’m arresting this b+tch (yeah)
all my b+tches love me
and i love all my b+tches
but it’s like as soon as i cum
i come to my senses
and i would say these hoes’ names
but then i would be snitching
and these haters try da knock me
but they can’t knock me off the hinges (i’m on+lil’+that)

[pre+chorus: future, lil wayne, future & lil wayne, & drake]
good (tunechi) kush and alcohol (lil’ tunechi, yeah)
i got some down b+tches i can call (what’s hatting?)
i don’t know what i would do without (i don’t) ch’all (know what i would do without y’all)
i’ma ball ’til the day i fall (i’ma ball, yeah, ball, ball, long as my)

[chorus 2: drake, drake & lil wayne, & future]
b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah
i can give a f+ck ’bout no hater
long as my b+tches love me (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me, my b+tches love me)
my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me)
i can give a f+ck ’bout

[bridge: lil wayne & (future & lil wayne)]
i lost a few good b+tches
met some mo’ bad b+tches
and i be schooling them n+ggas
pose for yo’ class picture
now, kiss my ass if you hating
i’m getting ass or i’m skating
yeah
i lost a few good b+tches
met some mo’ bad b+tches
and i be schooling them n+ggas
pose for yo’ class picture
now, kiss my ass if you hating
i’m getting ass or i’m skating
b+tch (i’m on that)

[pre+chorus: future & lil wayne, lil wayne, future, & drake]
good kush and alcohol (tunech’)
i got some down b+tches i can call (what’s hatting?)
i don’t know what i would do without (i don’t) ch’all (know what i would do without y’all)
i’ma ball ’til the day i fall (i’ma ball, yeah, ball, ball, long as my)

[chorus 1: drake, drake & lil wayne, future, & lil wayne]
b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah
i can give a f+ck ’bout no hater
long as my b+tches love me (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me, my b+tches love me)
my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me (my b+tches love me)
yeah (my+yeah+yeah+b+tches love me)
i can give a f+ck ’bout no n+gga (yeah+eh)
long as these b+tches love me

24. jumpman ft. metro boomin, future, & drake 3:26

[intro: future & drake]
if young metro don’t trust ya, i’m gon’ shoot chu (yeah)
ah
yeah
halloween
taliban
taliban
i’m gon’ shoot chu (yeah)

[verse 1: drake]
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da something
they just spent like two or three weeks out the country
them boys up da something, they just not just bluffing
you don’t have da call, i hit my dance like usher, whoo (whoo)
i just found my tempo like i’m dj mustard, whoo
i hit that ginóbili with my left hand up, like, “whoo”
lobster and céline for all my babies that i miss
chicken finger, french frie for them hoes that wanna diss
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da something
uh, uh, uh, i think i need some robitussin
way too many questions, you must think i trust ya
you searching for answers, i do not know nothing, whoo
i see ’em tweaking, they know something’s coming, whoo
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da something, whoo
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, f+ck was you expecting? whoo
chi+town, chi+town, michael jordan just had text me, whoo

[verse 2: future]
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, jumpman
i just seen the jet take off, they up da some’
them boys just not bluffing, them boys just not bluffing
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da some’
she was tryna join the team, i told her, “wait”
chicken wings and fries, we don’t go on dates
n0bu, n0bu, n0bu, n0bu, n0bu, n0bu
i just threw a private dinner in la
trapping is a hobby, that’s the way for me
money coming fast, we never getting sleep
i, i just had a buy another safe
bentley spurs and phantom, jordan fadeaway

[verse 3: drake]
yeah, jumpman, jumpman, i don’t need no introduction
jumpman, jumpman, metro boomin on production, wow
hundred cousins out in memphis, they so country, wow
tell her, “stay the night, valet yo’ car, come f+ck me now”
jumpman, jumpman, live on tnt, i’m flexing, whoo
jumpman, jumpman, they gave me my own collection, whoo
jump when i say “jump”, girl, can you take direction? whoo
mutombo with the b+tches, you keep getting rejected, whoo

[bridge: future]
heard they came through magic city on a monday
heard they had the club wild, it was star+studded
a bunch of girls going wild when your chain flooded
and i had ’em, like, “wow
cup dirty”

[verse 4: future]
dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman
money on the counter, choppers on the floor
i just copped that tempo, dj mustard, whoo
way too much codeine and adderall
we just count up big racks, woah
i know i’ma get my b+tch back, woah
i count all thee racks that i have on me now, i’ma have ya, like, “woah”
chanel n°9, chanel n°5, well, you got ’em both

[outro: drake & future]
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da something
they just spent like two or three weeks out the country
them boys up da something, they just not just bluffing
jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up da some’

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