Hey, Instagram
This song I've been writing, oh, for a few months
I don't know, I, I started writing it about family
Just came up now, so
Hey, Instagram
This song I've been writing, oh, for a few months
I don't know, I, I started writing it about family
Just came up now, so
Anybody feel any way about it, I don't give a fuck
(Yeah, family)
[Verse 1: Drake]
Yeah
Yeah
Lost you to the game, I gotta hug that
I was here when you was asking where the love at
Dip your finger in the bag to get your buzz back
I was wishin' on a star when I was that
I've been fortunate enough to have it my way
I'm a fortune teller, listen to what I say
Member when we used to park up in my driveway
I always told it how it was, I never shy away
This life is really something you get lost in
I know niggas that got famous and they bought friends
I had friends that only had half of they heart in
It's hard to accept now, and it was hard then
But I treated you like gold, I was all in
Spoiled rotten, they could smell you 'fore you walked in
Burnin' incense in your new apartment
But you got no sense when it come to
Lost you to the game, I gotta hold that
How you feelin' in your soul since you sold that?
I'll be better off without you, and we know that
You ain't lookin' at a nigga you could hold back
Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap
You sold me up the river, but I rowed back
You put me on the road without a roadmap
I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts
[Interlude: Drake & Dennis Graham]
You got some liquor at the house?
Yeah
Go get a shot, let's do a shot together
I don't see it
Okay, hahaha
[Verse 2: Drake]
Ayy
Being here wasn't in the plans
I do it for the Grahams, not the 'Gram
I do it for the fam, but still fuckin' Uncle Sam
I tried to change for you, but that wasn't who I am
Even when being real is out of fashion
Niggas keep stealin' my style, now we out here matchin'
I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting
I couldn't sit around and wait, I had to have it happen
Lost you to the game, I gotta face that
Really think I lost you like a ways back
Always sayin' how a nigga never play fair
I took you up under my wing and you just stayed there
You was supposed to grow some wings, get your own pair
We started this from the bottom, now you alone there
Shit, you treat it like it's home there
Dependent on me, you was supposed to get your own share
I still love you to my last days
I never knew that shit would be this fast-paced
I never thought I'd see awards in a glass case
I could've ended up in your crib with a masked face
It could've went left on a couple bad days
When I visit my last place is the only time I'm in last place
See me these days, I never got on a sad face
See me these days, I
Lost you to the game, and I see why
It was always you and I without the T-Y
This is not one of them stories that got three sides
This is not one of them stories you could rewind
Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap
You drove a nigga crazy, but I drove back
You wrote me off and then you never wrote back
I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts
[Outro: Drake & Dennis Graham]
Yes, sir
(Baby)
Hold on, hold on
(Let me tell you something about me)
(I really do know, I know who I wanna be)
Woo
Lord, I already passed on all that (Woo)
You go 'head on, haha
Hej, Instagram
Ova pjesma sam pisao, o, za nekoliko mjeseci
Ne znam, ja sam počeo pisati o obitelji
Samo je došao do sada, tako
Svatko osjetiti bilo koji način o tome, ja ne daju zajebavati
(Da, obitelj)
[Redak 1: Drake]
Da
Da
ste izgubili u igri, ja moram zagrliti da
Bio sam ovdje kad je pitao gdje je to ljubav na
Umoči svoj prst u torbu kako bi dobili svoj buzz leđa
Bio sam wishin' na zvijezdu kad sam bila da
Ja sam bio sretan dovoljno da ga imaju svoj način
Ja sam vračara, slušati ono što ja kažem
Član kad smo se parkirati u moj kolovoz
Uvijek sam to rekao kako je bilo, nikad stidljiv daleko
Ovaj život je stvarno nešto što se izgubiti u
Znam niggas koje je dobio poznati i oni kupili prijatelje
Imao sam prijatelja koji je imao samo polovicu oni srca u
Teško je sada prihvatiti, i bilo je teško onda
Ali ja vas tretiraju poput zlata, bila sam sve
Razmažena trulo, mogli bi vam mirisati „prije ste ušli
Burnin' tamjan u svoj novi stan
Ali ti nemaš smisla kada je došao u
ste izgubili u igri, moram držati da
Kako ti osjećaš u svojoj duši, jer ste prodali to?
Ja ću biti bolje bez tebe, a znamo da je
Ti ne gledaš u crnjo bi mogao držati leđa
Kao da sam tryna pokazati valove, to nije kapa
me prodao si se u rijeku, ali sam veslao natrag
stavio si me na cesti bez putokaz
Nisam tryna ne čine pjesmu, to su hladne činjenice
[Međuigre: Drake i Dennis Graham]
Imaš neki alkohol u kući?
Da
Idi metak dobiti, neka je učiniti metak okupljanje
Ja ne vidim
Ok, hahaha
[Redak 2: Drake]
Ayy
Budući da ovdje nije bio u planovima
Ja to učiniti za Grahams, a ne „gram
Ja to učiniti za fam, ali još uvijek jebeni Uncle Sam
Pokušao sam promijeniti za vas, ali to nije bilo tko sam ja
Čak i kad se pravi je iz mode
Crnje držati stealin' moj stil, sada smo ovdje matchin'
Učinio sam to tako što sam bez dramatične glume
Nisam mogla sjediti i čekati, morao sam imati to dogodilo
ste izgubili u igri, moram suočiti
Stvarno mislim da sam te izgubio se kao načina natrag
Uvijek sayin' kako crnjo nikad igrati pošteno
Ja sam te doveo do ispod krila, a vi samo tamo ostao
Vi se trebao rasti neke krila, dobiti svoj par
Počeli smo to od dna, sad sam tu
Sranje, što ga tretirati kao da je doma tamo
Ovisno o meni, što je trebao dobiti svoj udio
Još uvijek te volim mojim posljednjim danima
Nisam znao da je sranje bi ovom brzim tempom
Nikad nisam mislio da ću vidjeti nagrade u vitrinu
Mogao sam završio u svom krevetiću sa maskirani lica
To je mogao otišao otišao na par loših dana
Kad sam posjetiti moje zadnje mjesto je jedini put da sam na posljednjem mjestu
Vidi me ovih dana, nisam dobila na tužnom licu
Vidi me ovih dana, ja
ste izgubili u igri, i vidim zašto
To je uvijek bio ti i ja bez T-Y
Ovo nije jedan od njih priča da je dobio tri strane
Ovo nije jedan od njih priča bi mogao premotati
Kao da sam tryna pokazati valove, to nije kapa
Vi vozio crnjo ludo, ali sam vozio natrag
Napisao si mi se i tada nikada pisao natrag
Nisam tryna ne čine pjesmu, to su hladne činjenice
[Završnu: Drake i Dennis Graham]
Da gospodine
(Dijete)
Drži se, drži se
(Dozvolite mi da vam kažem nešto o meni)
(Ja stvarno ne znam, ja znam tko želim biti)
udvarati se
Gospodine, već sam prošao na sve to (Woo)
Možete ići „na glavu, haha