Álbum Take Care de Drake - Canciones

Take Care

2011 |

Sello | Young Money Entertainment

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Over My Dead BodyVer letra

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letra de Over My Dead Body
How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter
Cause you know I'm okay
And still, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?"
When you know I'm the same
I know, I know you don't love me, baby
They?re trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body...

I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
Fuck it, I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club (mm-mm)
Fuck it, I was wrong though
Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free
Nowadays it's six figures when they tax me
Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from
Yeah, you know me well, nigga
I mean you ain't the only real nigga
They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga
Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing the field, nigga
Are these people really discussing my career again?
Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again?
Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine
And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
Yeah...It's been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, I ain't even even notice I was winning
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright

You say I'm old news, well who the new star?
Cause if I'm going anywhere, it's probably too far
Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States
Used half of the money to beat my brother's case
Red wine over Fed time
And shout out to the niggas that's doing dead time
Shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime
And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time
Yeah, don't make me take your life apart, boy
You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy
Oh, you wanna be a motherfucking funny guy?
Don't make me break your Kevin Hart, boy
Yeah....it's whatever
You know, Feeling good - living better
I think maybe I was numb to it last year
But you know I feel it now more than ever
My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
Second album, I'm back paving the way
The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day
And I met your baby moms last night
We took a picture together, I hope she frames it!
And I was drinking at the Palms last night
And ended up losing everything that I came with
Feel like I've been here before, huh?
I still got 10 years to go, huh?
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Chantal Kreviazuk, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noel CampbellMúsicos invitados: 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), Chantal Kreviazuk (Piano [Additional]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Chantal Kreviazuk (Vocals [Additional]), Cedric Hill (Written-By [Sailin' Da South])
Shot for MeVer letra

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letra de Shot for Me
I can see it in your eyes, you're angry
Regret got shit on what you're feeling now
Mad, cause he ain't like me
Oh, you mad, cause nobody ever did it like me
All the care I would take, all the love that we made
Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you
It's a shame you didn't keep it:
Alisha, Catya, I know that you gon' hear this
I'm the man, yeah I said it
Bitch, I'm the man, don't you forget it
The way you walk, that's me
The way you talk, that's me
The way you've got your hair up, did you forget that's me?
And the voice in your speaker right now that's me
That's me, and the voice in your ear
That's me, can't you see
That I made it? Yeah, I made it
First I made you who you are and then I made it
And you're wasted with your latest
Yeah, I'm the reason why you always getting faded

Take a shot for me

Ok, look, I'm honest. Girl, I can't lie, I miss you
You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you
But you believed in everything but me, girl, I don't get you
She says: I know you changed, I never see you
Cause you're always busy doing things
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things
I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things
It's such a small place: not much to do but talk and listen
The men are jealous and the women all in competition
And all your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret
And taint all your images of your Mr. Perfect
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
This is one I know you hated when you heard it
And it's worse because you know that I deserve it

Take a shot for me

May your neighbors respect you
Trouble neglect you, angels protect you
And heaven accept you
Composición: Abel Tesfaye, Aubrey Graham, Noah Shebib, Rainer Millar BlanchaerMezclas: Noel CampbellMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Travis Sewchan (Engineer [Assistant]), 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Brian Alexander Morgan (Written-By [Anything]), Ray Smith (6) (Written-By [Anything]), Tyrone Armstrong (Written-By [Anything])
HeadlinesVer letra

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letra de Headlines
I might be too strong out on compliments
Overdosed on confidence, started not to give a fuck and stop fearing the concequence
Drinking every night, because we drink to my accomplishments
Faded way too long, I'm floating in and out on consciousness
And they say that I'm back, I'd agree with that
I just take my time with all this shit, I still believe in that
I had someone tell me I fell off ooh I needed that
And they wanna see me pick back up right, well, whered I leave it at?

I know I exaggerated things, now I got it like that
Stuff a napkin in my shirt, 'cuz I'm just marvin like that
You know good and well that you don't wanna problem like that
You gon make someone around me cause your body that bad ooh

No, don't do it, please don't do it
'Cuz one of us goes in and we all go through it
And Drizzy got the money
So Drizzy gonna pay it
Those my brothers I ain't even gotta say it
That's just something they know

They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
Yeah, they know, yeah
That the real is on the rise
Fuck 'em other guys
I even gave em a chance to decide, and that's something they know
They know, they know, they know, yeah

I be yelling out: Money over everything
Money on my mind
Then she wanna ask when it got so empty
Tell her I apologize, happened over time
She says they missed the old Drake, girl, don't tempt me
If they don't get it they'll be over you
That new shit that you got is overdue
You better do what you're supposed to do
I'm like why I gotta be all that? But still I can't deny the fact that it's true

Listen to you expressing all them feelings
Soap opera rappers, all these niggas sound like all my children
And that's how you thinking is about to come and make a killing
I guess it really is just me, myself, and all my millions

You know that they ain't even got it like that
You gon hype me up and make me catch your body like that
Cuz I live for this it isn't just a hobby like that
When they get my shit and play it I don't even gotta say it
They know

They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know

Yeah, that the real is on the rise
Fuck 'em other guys
I even gave em a chance to decide, and that's something they know
They know, they know, they know
I be yelling out money over everything
Money on my mind
(Mind, mind, mind)
Tell em I apologize, it happened over time
(Time, time, time)
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noah ShebibMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), 40 (2) (Keyboards [Additional]), Boi-1da (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Producer [Additional Production]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Divine Brown (Vocals)
Crew Love
Composición: Abel Tesfaye, Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Carlo Montagnese, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noah ShebibFeaturing: The WeekndMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), Illangelo (Performer [All Instruments]), The Weeknd (Performer [All Instruments]), Carlo Montagnese (Recorded By), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By)
Take Care
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Jamie Smith (4), Noah ShebibMezclas: Noel CampbellFeaturing: RihannaMúsicos invitados: Gil Scott-Heron (Backing Vocals), 40 (2) (Drum Programming), Greg Morrison (2) (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Romy Madley Croft (Guitar), Jamie XX (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By), Brook Benton (Written-By [I'll Take Care Of You])
Marvins Room
Buried Alive InterludeVer letra

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letra de Buried Alive Interlude
If you was in a pine box
I would surely break the lock
I'd jump right in and fall asleep
Cause you are the death of me

Looking in the mirror I'm embarrassed
I'm feeling like a suicidal terrorist
React like an infant whenever you are mentioned
Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis

I'm in the matter of man arm wrestling
Hands I was dealt when I said the music business was all I needed
When I got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a Canadian

That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes-Benz
Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend
My vice is similar women love when you're my type
And you're winning from everything
That your palm write

Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city
Devil in a dress, Platinum Chanel
Live the ambiance all cause the audience
One day said I would do it
So instead of a verse being read

I'mma go and get some head off the strength of my music
I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat
Capitalize That, and your weave look good with the Indian tracks
Tracking device on your used 5 series

I don't call back just blame it on your Canadian
The same day we say were in the area cruisin' in Toronto, hit me on the cellular
Thought he was gonna sell me a false word like the rappers I know

Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can't see us
A white waitress on standby when we need her
A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep
No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah

Felt like the initiation
A reality living in the Matrix
We talk casually about the industry
And how the women be the taste makers for the shit we making

Then he said that he was the same age as.. Myself
And it didn't help cause it made me even more rude an impatient
So blame it on Mr. OVOXO, the reason why I'm breathing all the vanity I know

The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life
But I live a double life and need to let her go
The reason why, the highlight was when he said

You belong to the people when you outside
So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame
And bury yourself alive, then I died
Under Ground KingsVer letra

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letra de Under Ground Kings
[Verse 1]
Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harder
Can't even see straight, I can't even see straight
Oh, fuck with me, I buy the shots
Live a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the truth that's right I fucking said it
The living proof that you ain't gotta die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit
How'd I know, how'd I know? Thats me on some psychic shit
I can tell a lie if you asking me my whereabouts
But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about
Rappin', bitches, rappin', bitches bitches
And rappin' rappin' and bitches until all of it switches
I swear, it's been two years since somebody ask me who I was
I'm the greatest man I said that before I knew I was
That's what's important and what really happened before this
When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing "walking like a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, ah"
With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my ways

[Hook]
People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately I've been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, (UGK fuck these other niggas)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good
Do me like the women from my town would
Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors
Talking all them good things, that's all I'm really good for
Memphis Tennessee no, see I start to go deep back
And rich crust with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin' furs like it's snowing in the south
And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she like
So why am I in class if this is who I'm trying to be like
So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade
Soon as I realized that turning papers in won't get me paid
And if I don't nothing I'ma ball
I'm countin' all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah I need that, making major changes to the life I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decision
That was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my ways

[Hook]
People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately I've been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, (UGK fuck these other niggas)
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Noah Shebib, Tyler WilliamsMezclas: Noel CampbellMúsicos invitados: David (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), 40 (2) (Keyboards [Additional]), T-Minus (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By), Dwayne Carter (Written-By [Duffle Bag Boy]), Earl Conyers (Written-By [Duffle Bag Boy]), Joshua Banks (Written-By [Duffle Bag Boy]), Tauheed Epps (Written-By [Duffle Bag Boy]), Siccaturie Alcock (Written-By [Farmers Pleasure (Loving This)]), Trayon Garrett (Written-By [Farmers Pleasure (Loving This)]), Troy Azore (Written-By [Farmers Pleasure (Loving This)]), Siccaturie Alcock (Written-By [Farmers Pleasure]), Batman (Written-By [Neck Of The Woods]), Bryan Williams (2) (Written-By [Neck Of The Woods]), Dwayne Carter (Written-By [Neck Of The Woods]), Ronald Williams (Written-By [Neck Of The Woods]), Triston Jones (Written-By [Neck Of The Woods])
We´ll Be Fine
Make Me Proud
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Kenza Samir, Nikhil Seetharam, Noah Shebib, Onika Maraj, Tyler WilliamsMezclas: Noel CampbellFeaturing: Nicki MinajMúsicos invitados: 40 (2) (Bass [Additional]), Gadget (4) (Bass [Additional]), Becky Campbell (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noah Shebib (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Sam Holland (Engineer [Assistant]), T-Minus (Performer [All Instruments]), Ariel Chobaz (Recorded By), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By), Nikhil Seetharam (Synthesizer [Additional Lead])
Lord Knows
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Justin Smith (3), William Roberts (2)Mezclas: Andrew Wright (2), Just BlazeFeaturing: Rick RossMúsicos invitados: Alyse Barnhill (Choir), Bonnie Artis (Choir), Carmen Roman (Choir), Ebony Johnson (Choir), Erika Johnson (Choir), Isaiah Raheem (Choir), John Morgan (19) (Choir), K Nita (Choir), Roman Marshall (Choir), Rose Hart (Choir), Taylor Hill (Choir), Tommy Infusino (Choir), William World (Choir), Alvin Fields (Directed By [Choir]), Ken Lewis (Directed By [Choir]), Dylan Wissing (Drums [Live Drums]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Brent Kolatalo (Instrumentation By [Additional Instrumentation]), Brent Kolatalo (Engineer [Additional Engineering]), Ken Lewis (Instrumentation By [Additional Instrumentation]), Ken Lewis (Engineer [Additional Engineering]), Ricardo Gutierrez (Mastered By [Additional Mastering]), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By)
Cameras / Good Ones Go Interlude
Doing It WrongVer letra

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letra de Doing It Wrong
When a good thing goes bad it's not the end of the world
It's just the end of a world, that you had with one girl
And she's the reason it happened, but she's overreacting
And it's all because she don't want things to change

So cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you
That's the wrong thing to do
Touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you
That's the wrong thing to do
Talk if you need to, but I can't stay to hear you
That's the wrong thing to do
Cause you say you love me, and I'll end up lying
And say I love you too

But I need someone different
You know it, oh ho, you know it
Oh ho, you know it, we both know it
I need someone different
You know it, oh ho, you know it
Oh ho, you know it, we both know it
Something's been missing
You know it, oh ho, she knows it
Oh ho, I know it, we all know it
I need someone different
(Oh ho, oh ho)

We live in a generation of, not being in love, and not being together
But we sure make it feel like we're together
Because we're scared to see each other with somebody else
Composición: Aubrey Graham, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noah ShebibMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Jon Nettlesbey (Engineer [Assistant]), Lyttleton Carter (Engineer [Assistant]), Adrian Eccleston (Guitar), Stevie Wonder (Harmonica), 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Noel Cadastre (Recorded By), Don McLean (Written-By [The Wrong Thing To Do])
The Real HerVer letra

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letra de The Real Her
[Verse 1]
People around you should really have nothing to say
Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done it your way
And the weekends here started it right, even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight
Dying to meet your girlfriends that you said you might bring
If they're the ones that tell you that you do the right thing

[Bridge]
Houston girls, love the way it goes down
Atlanta girls, love the way it goes down
Vegas girls, love the way it goes down

[Hook]
But I gotta say, oh, baby, oh baby, why is this so familiar?
Just met her, already feel like I know the real her
You musta done this before, this can't be your first time
We musta been here before, it's still fresh on my mind
You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find
You musta done this before, this can't be your first time

[Verse 2]
They keep telling me don't save you
If I ignore all that advice, then something isn't right
Then who will I complain to?
But the weekend's here, started it right, even if I only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow, party tonight, party tonight
You got your guards up, I do too, there's things we might discover
Cause you got a past and I do too, we're perfect for each other

[Bridge] + [Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Cause to her I'm just a rapper, and soon she'll have met another
So if tonight's an accident, tomorrow we'll recover
And I know I'm not supposed to judge a book by its cover
I don't wanna be in the blind, but sometimes I Stevie Wonder
About her, and she with it if I'm with it, and I'm with it
I know what makes her smile, but I won't know what makes her different
Or should I just be realistic? Lipstick on the glass
I know this ain't your first, but it's better than your last..
Tunechi

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Andre 3000]
Shower her with dollar tips
Shawty went and bought a whip
Guarantee the city remember your whole name
You throw the ho a scholarship
All of them ain't all equipped
And this saddens me, I see the pecking order
Quote-unquote "bad bitches" work the whole floor
Those that get laughed at sit off in the corner
Like a lab rat nobody want her
Niggas that are married don't wanna go home
We look up to them, they wish they were us
They want some new trim
We lust for some trust
Now the both of us are colorblind
Cause the other side looks greener
Which leaves your turf in the Boise state
Can't see her play or the team, cuz
Everybody has an addiction; mine happens to be you
And those who say they don't
Souls will later on say to them "that ain't true"
All of them will have an opinion
But y'all know what you can do with them
But if you unsure, I'll take you on tour
To a place I can stick that in
Well, sitting here sad as hell
Listening to Adele, I feel you baby
Someone like you, more like someone unlike you
Or something that's familiar maybe
And I can tell that she wants a baby
And I can yell, girl, that you're crazy
Oh what the hell? Nope, can't be lazy
Please be careful: bitches got the rabies
Composición: Andre Benjamin, Aubrey Graham, Dwayne Carter, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noel CampbellFeaturing: Andre 3000, Lil WayneMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), John Holmes (Recorded By), Michael Cadahia (Recorded By), Noah Shebib (Recorded By)
Look What You´ve Done
HYFR (Hell Ya Fucking Right)
Composición: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Dwayne Carter, Kenza Samir, Noah Shebib, Tyler WilliamsMezclas: Noah ShebibFeaturing: Lil WayneMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Elizabeth Gallardo (Engineer [Assistant]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), T-Minus (Performer [All Instruments]), Michael Cadahia (Recorded By), Ruben Rivera (Recorded By), Cedric Hill (Written-By [Swanging And Banging])
PracticeVer letra

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letra de Practice
Cash money shit
Cash money shit

I can tell that money's got you working
We've been talking for so long
Now we're finally here in person
I taste pain and regret, in your sweat
You've been waiting for me, Oh-ho
I can tell that you been practicing
I can tell that you been practicing
All those other men were practice, they were practice
Yeah, For me, for me, for me, for me

Girl you look good won't you back that ass up
You a fine mother fucker won't you back that ass up
Call me Big daddy won't you back that ass up
Girl who is you playing with, back that ass up
You working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Girl you working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah

Girl you working with ass yeah, you bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash yeah, his last yeah
Hoes frown when you past yeah, They mad yeah
Couple thousand on your bag yeah, fuck yeah
I'm a big timer nigger yeah, money flipper yeah
Get it understood yeah, it's all good yeah
Girl I know it's real cause I've been around it
You only want whats real you just never found it
Don't give them no more chances, ooh girl they had there turn
Everything for a reason, there's things you had to learn from them
But when I get you to myself
You know what's going down, what's going down

Girl you look good won't you back that ass up
You a fine mother fucker won't you back that ass up
Call me Big daddy won't you back that ass up
Girl who is you playing with, back that ass up
You working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Girl you working with some ass yeah, you bad yeah

I know he messed up
But a let a real nigga make it right
Let a real nigga make it right, you deserve that much
Let me put something in your life
Let me put soemthing in your life, put something in your life
You telling me it's only been a couple other people that you've been with
I'mma trust you I'mma give you the benefit of the doubt, And I'mma love you
You can even call me daddy, I'll give you something to look up to
And my Girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my Girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my Girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now
All my Girls from the 504
You need to drop it right now
Need to drop it right now

I can tell that money's got you working
We've been talking for so long
Now we're finally here in person
I taste pain and regret, in your sweat
You've been waiting for me, Oh-ho
I can tell that you been practicing
I can tell that you been practicing
All those other men were practice, they were practice
Yeah, For me, for me, for me, for me
Composición: Abel Tesfaye, Adrian Eccleston, Aubrey Graham, Noah ShebibMezclas: Noel CampbellMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Adrian Eccleston (Guitar), Wado Brown (Organ), 40 (2) (Performer [All Instruments]), Noah Shebib (Recorded By), Byron Thomas (Written-By [Back That Azz Up]), Dwayne Carter (Written-By [Back That Azz Up]), Terius Gray (Written-By [Back That Azz Up])
The RideVer letra

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letra de The Ride
I hate when people say they feel me man, i hate that sh-t.
It'll be a long time before ya'll feel me, if ever...

You won't feel me til everybody say they love you, but it's not love
And your suit is oxblood and your girl f-ckin' hates you and your friends faded off shots of
What you ordered than forget about the game you on top of
Your famous girlfriend ass gettin' thicker than the plot does
And when you forget it, thats when she pop up
And you got a drop but you ride around with the top up
I get 3 suv's for ni--as dressed like refugees
And deal with the questions about all your excessive needs
And you do dinners at french laundry and napa valley
Scallops and glasses of dolce, that sh-t right up your alley
You see a girl and you ask about her
Bitches smiling at ya, it must be happy hour
They put the cloth across your lap soon as you sat down
It's feeling like you own every place you choosing to be at now
Walking through airport security with your hat down
'stead of gettin' a pat down, they just keep on saying that they feel ya ni--a

Yeah,
It's been too long
Been way too long

[hook - the weeknd]
I'm faded too long, oooh
Still i'm faded too long, ooooh
Still i've been faded too long
I been faded too long
The ride

You wont feel me til you want it so bad you tell yourself you're in it
And tell the world around you that your paper work is finished
And steal your mothers debit cards so you maintain an image
And ride around in overpriced rental cars that aint tinted
You need a minute, you got it
You know its real when your latest nights are your greatest nights
The sun is up when you get home, thats just a way of life
Apartment 1503, some couches and paintings
When you record with 2 others that want the same things
Yeah, it start to feel better than home feels
And so you up there every night you swear you getting close
That champagne money was for gas and phone bills
But sh-t you bout to spend it on what matters most

You drop a couple songs and hopes that you can beat a ni--a
And come out every night to let the city see the ni--a
Telling stories that nobody relate to
And even though they hate you they just keep on telling you they feel ya ni--a

I'm faded too long, oooh
Still i'm faded too long, ooooh
Still i've been faded too long
I been faded too long
The ride

I haven't been inside terminal 1 and 3 in so long
I'm driving right up to it now, make sure you got your coat on
That runway can be cold especially after summers rolled on
And all you knew is alcohol and city lights and slow songs
Performance out the years, got you asking whats good at home
Whats good at home?
The same hoes are still at it, i shoulda known
My young ni--as poppin' m's and sippin' dirty jones
Problem children that all be reppin' octobers own
Brand new girl, and she still growing
Brand new titties, stitches still showing
Yeah and she just praying that it heals good
I'm bout to f-ck and i'm just praying that it feels good
I really don't know much but sh-t i know a secret
They say more money more problems, my ni--a don't believe it
I mean sure there's some bills and taxes i'm still evading
But i blew 6 million on my self and i feel amazing
Young money maker, season ticket holder
Season switching over
I come through them bitches still scorching as if i didn't notice
You ni--as gettin' older, i see no threat in yoda
I'm out here messing over the lives of these ni--as
That couldn't f-ck with my freshman flow
Look at that f-cking chip on your nephews shoulder
My sophomore they was all for it, they all saw it
My juniors and senior will only get meaner
Take care ni--a

I'm faded too long, oooh
Still i'm faded too long, ooooh
Still i've been faded too long
I been faded too long
The ride
Composición: Abel Tesfaye, Anthony Palman, Aubrey Graham, Martin McKinneyMezclas: Noah ShebibMúsicos invitados: Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant Mix Engineering]), Jon Nettlesbey (Engineer [Assistant]), Lyttleton Carter (Engineer [Assistant]), Noel Cadastre (Engineer [Assistant]), Adrian Eccleston (Guitar), Doc (3) (Performer [All Instruments]), Doc (3) (Recorded By), Noah Shebib (Recorded By)