Drake

Drake - Nonstop lyrics

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Tay Keith, f**k these niggas up



Look, I just flipped a switch (flipped, flipped)

I don't know nobody else that's doing this

Bodies start to drop, ayy, hit the floor

Now they wanna know me since I hit the top, ayy

This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop

This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot

Give me my respect, give me my respect

I just took it left like I'm ambidex

Bitch, I move through London with the eurostep

Got a sneaker deal and I ain't break a sweat

Catch me 'cause I'm going, outta there, I'm gone

How I go from 6 to 23 like I'm LeBron?

Servin' up a pack, servin' up a pack

Niggas pullin' gimmicks 'cause they scared to rap

Funny how they shook, ayy, got these niggas shook

Pullin' back the curtain by myself take a look, ayy

I'm a bar spitta, I'm a hard hitta

Yeah I'm light skinned, but I'm still a dark nigga

I'm a wig splitta, I'm a tall figure

I'm a unforgiving wild-ass dog nigga

Somethin' wrong with 'em, got 'em all bitter

I'm a bill printer, I'm a grave digger

Yeah, I am what I am

I don't have no time for no misunderstandings again



[Sample and Drake:]

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

This a Rollie not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to-



Future took the business and ran it for me

I let Ollie take the owl, told him brand it for me

I get 2 million a pop and that's standard for me

Like I went blind dog you gotta hand it to me (gotta gimme that shit, dog)

Prayed, then I prayed again (Amen, Lord)

Had a moment but it came and went (They don't love you no more)

You don't wanna play with him (nah, nah, nah)

They'll be mourning you like 8AM (R.I.P)

Pinky ring till I get a wedding ring (woah, yeah)

Love my brothers, cut 'em in on anything (big slice)

And you know it's King Slime Drizzy damn

She just said I'm bae, I hit the thizzle dance (Mac Dre shit, damn)

Either hand is the upper hand (oh, yeah, shit)

Got a bubble on my other hand (oh, yeah, shit, yeah)

This shit ain't no hundred bands (nah, nah, nah, nah)

Palace look like Buckingham

Bills so big I call 'em Williams, for real

Reasons to go crazy, got a trillion for real

They been trying me but I'm resilient for real

I can't go in public like civilian for real

And I hardly take offense

Money for revenge, man that's hardly an expense

Al Haymon checks off of all of my events

I like all the profit man I hardly do percents (I don't do that shit)

A big part of me resents niggas that I knew from when I started in this shit

They see what I got and man it's hard to be content

f**k what they got going on I gotta represent



[Sample & Drake:]

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it-

This a Rollie not a stopwatch, shit don't ever stop

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

f**k all that chicken shit

Bake the nig-

I had to get it

This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot
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