Drake - 5 Am In Toronto

[Drake Talking] This on some old Tommy Campos, DICE raw shit…you know For my niggas though…. [Verse] You underestimated greatly. Most #1′s ever, how long did it really take me The part I love most is that they need me more than they hate me So they never take shots I got everybody on safety I can load every gun with bullets that fire backwards You probably wouldn’t lose a single rapper Niggas make threats, can’t hear them over the laughter That’s cause I’m headed to the bank nigga Sinatra lifestyle, I’m just being Frank with ya I mean where you think she at when she not with ya? Wildin, doing shit that’s way out of your budget Owl sweaters inside of luggage you gotta love it Damn, this shit go could on a tape Bitches loving my drive I never give it a break Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook. That’s why every song sounding like Drake featuring Drake TR888. Y Pree? Why is it always me? Got us watching our words like its wire taps on the team Cause I show love, never get the same out of niggas Guess it’s funny how money can make change out of niggas, for real Some nobodies started feeling themself A couple somebodies starting killing themself A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf I bet them shits woulda popped, If I was willing to help I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation Bad press over the summer for allegations I ain’t lying nigga, my time is money That’s why I aint got the time for a nigga whose time is coming A lot of niggas PR stunting like thats the movement And I’m the only nigga thats still known for the music I swear, fuck them niggas this year I made Forbes’ list nigga, fuck your list Everything’s looking gorgeous Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans But if I stay then this shit is a bunch of corpses And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans Stashing money like hoarders off multiplatinum recordings Eat it like I’m seated at Swish, Sotto, or Joso’s Nothing was the same, this shit for Ezee and Coco This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jahvon This shit for Julius, Milly Mill. We do this shit for real All them boys in my will. All them boys is my wheel Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill If anything happen to papi, might pop a nigga for real Comin’ live from the screwface, livin’ out a suitcase But I’m feelin’ good, Johnny got me pushin’ two plates My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race It’s funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe Niggas treat me like I’ve been here for 10 Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again I’m on my King James shit, I’m tryin’ to win here again A young nigga tryin’ to win here again Man, what’s up [Outro] Yeah A young nigga tryin’ to win here again If I like her, I just fly her to the city I’m in I got her drinkin’ with your boy I got her fucked up, shorty Aww yeah