Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Programming
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
All Instruments
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quentin Miller
Quentin Miller
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Rupert Thomas Jr.
Rupert Thomas Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Evan Stewart
Evan Stewart
Assistant Recording Engineer
Les Bateman
Les Bateman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Gregg Moffett
Gregg Moffett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Co-Producer

Lyrics

10 bands, 50 bands, hunnid bands, -, man Let's just not even discuss it, man OMG, - sleep, I ain't trippin', I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin', let 'em rest in peace I can tell ya how it happened I can tell ya 'bout 'em safe house nights out in Calabasas I can tell you not a rapper Tryna sell this story, I don't even open up the package Who you with? What you claim? I was payin' mama's rent when was I turnin' 17 Soda dirty like Diana never clean My ex asked me, "Where you movin'?" I said, "On to better things", yeah 10 bands, 50 bands, hunnid bands, -, man Let's just not even discuss it, man OMG, - sleep, I ain't trippin', I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin', let 'em rest in peace I been in the crib with the phones off I been at the house takin' no call I done hit the stride got my - goin' In the six cookin' with the wrist motion Drapes closed, I don't know what time it is I'm still awake, I gotta shine this year I could never ever let the streets down Haven't left the condo for a week now 10 bands, 50 bands, hunnid bands, -, man Let's just not even discuss it, man OMG, - sleep, I ain't trippin', I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin', let 'em rest in peace I've been on a mission, haven't left the condo This that OVO, that SZN, this that new Toronto I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina How much I make off the deal, how the - should I know? All my watches always timeless, you can keep the diamonds Treatin' diamonds of Atlanta like it's King of Diamonds Take a flick, I look like Meechy, look like Bleu DaVinci I treat V Live like it's 07 in Magic City Man, I told my city I'd be gone 'til November then November came Then I came, right back on my worst behav' 6 God, put both hands together, that's amazin' grace 6 God, selfish with the love, I need all the praise (woo) They got me feelin' like the one again (woo) They got me feelin' like the one again Yeah, shout goes out to Nike, checks all over me I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been 10 bands, 50 bands, hunnid bands, -, man Let's just not even discuss it, man OMG, - sleep, I ain't trippin', I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin', let 'em rest in peace I been in the crib with the phones off I been at the house takin' no call I done hit the stride, got my - goin' In the six cookin' with the wri-wri-wri-wri
Writer(s): Adam King Feeney, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Rupert Thomas Jr., Aubrey Drake Graham, Quentin M. Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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