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Drake - I Got A Pound Cake Y Paris Morton Music 2 Drake Only Lyrics

0:34 to 1:58

[Part 1: I Got A Pound Cake]

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
Uh, after hours at Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talking women and vino
The contract like '91 Dan Marino
I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boosting my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the time da rest now
Debates growing 'bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holding all the cards and niggas wanna play Chess now
I hear you talking, say it twice, so I know you meant it
Fuck it, Ion't even tint it, they should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playing wit' chu niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants
Or work with their parents
But thinking back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make e'rybody have da go through security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live-and-learn
With the ink I could murder, word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just started clicking, dawg
You know it's real who you are who ya think you are
[Part 2: Paris Morton Music 2]

4:08 to 6:00

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Look

[Verse]
Fuck all that "Happy da be here" shit that ch'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil' bro me, dawg
Like I should fall in line
Like I should alert niggas when I'm 'bout to drop some' crazy
And not say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressing different
Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive
Like I should be on my best behavior and not talk my shit
And do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the game to the letter
And understand that I'm not doing it the same
Man, I'm doing it better
Like I didn't make that clearer this year
Like I should feel, Ion't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself
But I thought "Fuck it", it's worth it da share 'em
Wit' someone else other than Paris for once
I text her from time-da-time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down
I told her she could live with me if she need to, I got a compound
But I think she's straight
'Cause she supported since Hot Beats
Right before Wayne came and got me out of the back room
Where I was rapping wit' Jas over beats that I shouldn't have
In the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway
Three months later, I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember that story
But that shit stick with me always
Couldn't believe when he called me
You never know what could happen a you (Happen a you)
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand-new Bugatti
And did that shit 'cause it's some' da do (Some' da do)
Yeah, I guess that's just who I became, dawg
Nothing Was the Same, dawg (Same, dawg)