Drake - 7am On Bridle Path (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Drake - 7am On Bridle Path (en) Lyrics
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Ayy
Look
I wish everyone could tell me exactly
what they need from me
The first second they speak to me,
I'm not with all the secrecy
Secretly beefin' me behind
closed doors
But playin' it peacefully
for the streets to see
My nigga, have some decency
Don't move like a puto
Could at least keep it a
buck like Antetokounmpo
I made north of the border
like Vito Rizzuto
Throwin' parties in Miami,
they lovin' us mucho
With the ho ratio, I'm
like David Caruso
There's a mad shortage of
people givin' me kudos
I been doin' this since T-
Pain was pourin' us Nuvo
You tell 'em I run the country,
they'll say, "True, though"
Papi chulo, grippin' culo
And I got the flows niggas
steal like boot toes
You boys reachin' new lows
Lettin' me take the rap for
that Casper the Ghost shit
While you findin' all of the loopholes
You niggas move too cold
See the watch collection
and assume I got time
'Cause of the ruby rose two-tone
Or switch it to the one
I call "R.I.P. Nipsey"
'Cause I swear to God the bezel
got sixty of them blue stones
Maybe I'm gettin' too stoned
Calacatta marble for my tombstone
Here lies a nigga that never
lied in his new song
Or any of his old songs
They sing them shits like folk songs
Kumbaya, boom-ba-ye
Know the owl stay on me
Bad bitches tryna come
through and lay on me
Tryna get the earl grey on me
But I ain't really into talkin' names
Only tee you're getting from me
is one for the walk of shame
Heart is on my sleeve and my
body is in the hall of fame
High fashion and my life
is full of climaxes
And my wishes come true without
blowin' eyelashes
Up in 'Bron crib, fishbowl wineglasses
That's how we passin' time
Hundred thousand on the line
At the table prayin' banker
shows a natural nine
It never happens half the time
My losing nights are still a vibe
That's the things I accept
You over there in denial,
we not neck and neck
It's been a lot of years since
we seen you comin' correct
Man, fuck a "Respectfully,
" I just want my respect
They tried to label me mean,
I say what I mean
People that could've
stayed on the team
They played in-between
Clouds is hanging over you now,
'cause I'm reigning supreme
Some of these niggas say what they
mean, it ain't what it seems
Had to pull my niggas out the mud
like I'm trainin' Marines
You niggas hot to them little
kids, you ain't famous to me
Told you I'm aimin' straight for
the head, not aiming to please
I could give a fuck about who designing
your sneakers and tees
Have somebody put you on a Gildan,
you play with my seed
Trust me, there's some shit you really
gotta come see to believe
That's why your people not believers,
they all leavin' ya
That's why you buyin' into the hype
that the press feedin' ya
You know the fourth level of
jealousy is called media
Isn't that an ironic revelation?
Give that address to your driver,
make it your destination
'Stead of just a post
out of desperation
This me reachin' the deepest
state of my meditation
While you over there tryna
impress the nation
Mind's runnin' wild with
the speculation
Why the fuck we peacemakin',
doin' the explanations
If we just gon' be right back in
that bitch without hesitation?
But let me digress on behalf
of the association
I'll play it cool with you, then
mark a nigga like Copenhagen
See, they gettin' loose with
the line like open cages
In the La Ferrari, my emotions
racin', dancin' out
a condo, ocean bathin'
Niggas textin' "Bro," but we are
not of no close relation
I was down to give these niggas
credit, but hold the payment
Somehow I'm the greatest in the
game, to my own amazement
The greatest in the world,
there's no debatin'
You boys 'bout to wheel me to
defeat like we rollerbladin'
Far as the Drake era, man,
we in the golden ages
Look at the total wages
And look at the heroes fallin' from
grace in their older ages
If we talkin' top three, then
you been slidin' to third
like stolen bases
Toss around Rollies with frozen faces
They used to tell me back in the
day, "Boy, you're going places"
Never understood where I
could really take it
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