Drake - Stories About My Brother (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Drake - Stories About My Brother (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
(Conductor)
Yeah, right back
I walked in the studio, Noel
said, "I thought you quit"
I said "Nah, I'm quittin' again
'cause I started again"
Gotta wait on that
This like the storm before the calm,
we'll get to the vacation later
For real
Ayy
Look
This is the decompress before
the intermission
Done a lot of postgame talkin',
but this one different
I told Lee to put him in the car,
but don't pistol whip him
And definitely do not shoot his
ass 'til you get permission
People got a heavy misread
on my disposition
Talkin' loose, then hit me
up after on some "Please,
Drake listen, listen"
Energy they bringin' is inconsistent
I got two Virgil Benzes, one
that I'm whippin' right now
And the other one, I'm keepin'
in mint condition
And niggas bound to slip eventually
like they sent permission
Imagine us gettin' our validation
from an ex-musician searchin'
for recognition
Same story every time, they
heckle in repetition
I'm top of the mountain, these niggas
still down at base camp,
they plannin' they expedition
Y'all the type to catch a charge,
head to the deposition
And act like the rapper named
after the sex position
But let me tell you 'bout
my brother, though
Let me tell you 'bout my brother,
though, for real
Let me tell you 'bout my brother
Man, let me tell you 'bout
my brother, though
My brother a tool toter,
my brother a tombstoner
Diamonds and violence made
us bond, we grew closer
Brother a clip loader, my
brother a sick soldier
That nigga stick'll it to you
for real, he a lint roller
My brother a aim botter, I
bought him a Range Rover
My brother a flame thrower
It's like he playin' EDM, that
nigga a chain smoker
Niggas want smoke with us,
I promise, it's game over
Get your ass twist right
here, he a kane roller
And then you niggas whine to J Prince,
like some grape growers
Man, what the?
Got it to here with that shit
Let me tell you 'bout
my brother, though
Yeah
I mean, enough about me (Conductor)
'Cause I'll backhand you boys
with my writing hand
You niggas do your shootin'
on the web, you Spider-Man
My brother robbin' it down to
you junes like Iron Man
My brother make your ace disappear
like a slight of hand
My brother carry bundles and
extensions like hair stores
It's me, him, and a white ting,
we movin' like Paramore
He into some shit that they
call internal affairs for
I'm someone he care for, I'm
someone he there for
My brother put some holes in
your top, you a Air Force
I should charge for interviews,
they want me to share more
A ticket just to check in with
the boy, like the airport
This the part of the story
you wasn't prepared for
My brother say I'm better than
everyone, he biased as fuck
Blood is thicker than water,
nigga, his iron is up
And if you keep eyein' me down,
trust me, his iron is up
Your last album was buns, you
niggas Hawaiian as fuck
Niggas so down bad, they
makin' alliances up
Cliquein' up with haters that was
thinkin' of signin' to us
Knowin' good and well, that when
I drop, they inspired as fuck
Secret admirers too embarrassed,
they hide in the cut
CN Towerin' over you niggas,
I'm giant as fuck
Wait on whoever to say whatever,
they quiet as fuck
The city don't love you like
that and they fryin' you up
I can't wait for the day that you
choose to retire your stuff
Takin' off the sneakers 'cause
you tired of tyin' 'em up
That one day you wake up and
tell 'em "Enough is enough"
That's how you gon' find out
you not Kobe Bryant to us
Man, you not Kobe Bryant to us, at all
And if them hoes really love you,
then them hoes, they lyin' to us
They say they miss when you got
'em wet and you dryin' them up
Also don't doubt that you sent them
here, and they spyin' on us
Man, either way, nigga, beware
of the dog, deep in my character
flaws (Conductor)
Humble back in 2012, now
I give arrogant bars
I remember blue streak with
Neeks, we sharin' Lacoste
Now we go for dinner and we joke
about sharin' the cost
Got me a ranch in the H, fuck
all the carryin' cause
Boy, I'm on top of the cake, just
like some caramel sauce
Fuck all the settlin' down,
these boys married in-laws
I go for dinner, they wife is
there and she starin' across
God forbid I take her and they
suffer a terrible loss, yeah
But enough about me
Ha-ha, yeah
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