Tuscan Leather – Drake | EZ Song Lyrics: From Lyrics to Song in 60

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Comin’ off the last record,
I’m gettin’ 20 million off the record
Just to off these records, n**** that’s a record
I’m livin’ like I’m out here on my last adventure
Past the present when you have to mention
This is nothin’ for the radio, but they’ll still play it though
‘Cause it’s that new Drizzy Drake, that’s just the way it go
Heavy airplay all day with no chorus
We keep it thorough, n****,
rap like this for all of my borough n****
I reached the point where don’t s*** matter to me, n****
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn’t reach, n****
Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, n****
I could go a hour on this beat, n****
I’m just as famous as my mentor
But that’s still the boss, don’t get sent for
Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet
you wasn’t meant for
‘Cause you don’t really wanna hear me vent more
Hot temper, scary outcome
Here’s a reason for n**** that’s hatin’ without one
That always let they mouth run
Bench players talkin’ like starters, I hate it
Started from the bottom, now we here, n****, we made it
Yeah, Tom Ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick
Degenerates, but even Ellen love our s***
Rich enough that I don’t have to tell ’em that I’m rich
Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup

Sittin’ Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV
Young rebel, young money nothin’ you could tell me
Paperwork takin’ too long, maybe they don’t understand me
I’ll compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
Not even talkin’ to Nicki, communication is breakin’
I dropped the ball on some personal s***, I need to embrace it
I’m honest, I make mistakes, I’d be the second to admit it
Think that’s why I need her in my life,
to check me when I’m trippin’
On a mission tryna shift the culture
Tell me who dissin’, I got some things that’ll hit the culprit
Them strep throat flows, them s**** to stop all of the talkin’
All of the talkin’, got one reply for all of your comments
F*** what you think, I’m too busy, that’s why you leave a message
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive
That s*** I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure
Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effort
I piece letters together and get to talkin’ reckless
I don’t change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
My life’s a completed checklist
I’m tired of hearin’ ’bout who you checkin’ for now
Just give it time, we’ll see who’s still around a decade from now
That’s real

How much time is this n**** spendin’ on the intro?
Lately I’ve been feelin’ like Guy Pearce in Memento
I just set the bar, n**** fall under it like a limbo
The family all that matters, I’m just out here with my kinfolk
Off everything my pen wrote we went from bundy to winslow
This for shorty up on glen grove who love when I catch my tempo
I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna
The fresh prince just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie
All these 90’s fantasies on my mind
The difference is that with mine, they all come true in due time
I might come through without security to check if you’re fine
That’s just me on my solo like F*** it, like YOLO
Wanted to tell you, “accept yourself”
You don’t have to prove s*** to no one except yourself
And if you end up needin’ some extra help, then I could help
You know, back on your feet and s***
Tryna get my karma up, F*** the guilty and greedy s***
How much time is this n**** spendin’ on the intro?
How this n**** workin’ like he got a f****’ twin though?
Life is soundin’ crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
And I wouldn’t change a thing if you paid me, now real n**** wassup
How much time is this n**** spendin’ on the intro?

As hell below, I’ll see you when you get there
Are you enjoying yourself?
If we may we’d just like to close off with something a bit inspirational
Hopefully something a bit relevant as to us all
Are having the same fears, shedding similar tears
And of course dying in so many years
It don’t mean that we can’t have a good life
So we’d like to just maybe close out with something,
some food for thought

 

Songwriters
AUBREY GRAHAM, ANTHONY PALMAN, DAVID FOSTER, CURTIS MAYFIELD,
WARREN MCGLONE, LAWRENCE PARKER, NOAH SHEBIB, LINDA THOMPSON-JENNER

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Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing,
Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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Drake - 1.Tuscan Leather (Nothing Was The Same 2013)


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