Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Lead Vocals
Birdman
Birdman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Palman
Anthony Palman
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Nathan Bryan Williams
Nathan Bryan Williams
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah "40" Shebib
Noah "40" Shebib
Producer
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Mixing Engineer
David "Gordo" Strickland
David "Gordo" Strickland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
T-Minus
T-Minus
Producer
Ruben Rivera
Ruben Rivera
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Recording Engineer
Sean Buchanan
Sean Buchanan
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Never thoughts of suicide, I'm too alive But I still treat it like it's do or die Even though dying isn't in the plans But neither was making it, and here I am In the presidential, do you like your new room? Always presidential and tonight's no blue moon Since I saw Aaliyah's precious life go too soon She deserve the credit for how I'm about to get it That's why I got a new dumb thing movin' through the street Got a new condo, move it to the beach Heard Nicki just bought a brand new crib Goddamn, man, she's beauty and the beast, Lord Seem like yesterday that I was up-and-coming Still so young that I ain't had enough of nothin' The fam here? The drink here? The girls here? Well, fuck, let's get it then Uh, I'm trying to let go of the past Should we make this one a double? You ain't even gotta ask, ah Because it's hard to say no (say no) Yeah, it gets hard to say no Are you down? Are you down? Yeah, you all the way down Every time (every time, every time, every time) Am I down? Am I down? Yeah, I'm all the way down We'll be fine (we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine) Are you down? Are you down? Yeah, you all the way down Every time (every time, every time, every time) Am I down? Am I down? Yeah, I'm all the way down We'll be fine (we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine) Yeah Used to make us proud, we had dreams of getting bigger, man Loved you until now, but now I'm the nigga, man, uh You keep talking how you was this and you had this And you deserve some fuckin' credit, how did anyone forget it? Got a show up in your city, your girl is in the line And the line around the corner, it's my motherfuckin' time You should take it as a sign, man, I got it right now I wouldn't doubt it 'cause these bitches all about it right now Let's be real about this shit, can I take you home Or come to where you stay? Do you live on your own? I heard you got your ways, I never would have known She says, "You're such a dog," I say, "You're such a bone" I've been everywhere, where you know me from? These days, women give it to me like they owe me one But they crave attention, though, they always saying, "Show me some" But, girl, you ain't the only one that's tryna be the only one, uh At least I admit that, if you get that and you with that Then, fuck, let's get it then Uh, I'm trying to let go of the past Should we make this one a double? You ain't even gotta ask, ah Because it's hard to say no (say no) Yeah, it gets hard to say no Are you down? Are you down? Yeah, you all the way down Every time (every time, every time, every time) Am I down? Am I down? Yeah, I'm all the way down We'll be fine (we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine) Are you down? Are you down? Yeah, you all the way down Every time (every time, every time, every time) Am I down? Am I down? Yeah, I'm all the way down We'll be fine (we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine) Yeah Drizzy, your turn, nigga Take care of the business, nigga (shine on these niggas) Give these niggas the business, nigga Kill spray anything in the way, nigga, fuck 'em, we don't love 'em (blatt) Yeah, it's just that uptown gangster shit (yeah) Toronto, stand up for one of the realest niggas, Drizzy With the realest flow, you know? Toast to this gangster shit (to this gangster shit) OVO, YMCMB, nigga (believe that) Yeah, you understand me? Playin' with these motherfuckin' millions like they ain't nothing (throwin' hundreds) Rubber band stacks Yeah, that YMCMB shit, nigga Flashy lifestyle 100
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Bryan Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Noah James Shebib, Anthony George Palman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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