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

[Verse 1]
Yeah, never thoughts of suicide, I'm too alive
But I still treat it likes 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 moving 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 nothing
The fam here, the drink here
The girls here?
Then, fuck, let's get it then
[Chorus]
Uh, I'm tryna 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
[Verse 2]
Used to make us proud, we had dreams of getting bigger, man
Loved you until now, but now I'm the ****, man
You keep talking that, 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, yo' 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 said, "You're such a dog", I said, "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
At least I admit that, if you get that, and you with that
Then, fuck, let's get it then
[Chorus]
Uh, I'm tryna 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
[Outro]
Yeah! Drizzy, yo' turn, ****
Take care of the business, **** (Shine on these bitches)
Give these **** the business, ****
Kill spray anything in the way, ****, fuck 'em, we don't love 'em
Yeah, it's just that Uptown gangsta shit
Toronto, stand up for one of the realest ****
Drizzy, with the realest flow, y'know?
Toast to this gangsta shit (To this gangsta shit)
OVO, YMCMB (Believe that)
Yeah, you understand me?
Playin' with these motherfuckin' millions like they ain't nothin'
Throwin' hundreds, rubber band stacks, yeah
That YMCMB shit, ****, flashy lifestyle
One hundred
Written by: Anthony Palman, Aubrey Drake Graham, Bryan Christopher Williams, Noah "40" Shebib, Tyler Williams
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