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Drake - Over My Dead Body

How I'm feeling in, doesn't matter
Cause you know I'm walking
Instead, I ask myself why do you worry
When know, you know I'm the same
And know, I know you gon' love me baby
Time to take you away from me
Only over my dead bod'

I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
F*ck it I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club
F*ck it I was wrong though
Shout out all to all my ni**as living tax free
Now-a-days its six figures when they tax me
Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim sum
Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes about to take the hemp from
I mean you ain't the only real ni**a
They got me on these white women like Seal ni**a
Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing a field ni**a
Are these people discussing my career again
Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again
Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earing in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine
And I be hearing shit you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
It's been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, didn't even know that I was winning
And this is the only sound you should fear
These kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright
I know you gon' love me baby
Time to take you away from me
Only over my dead bod'

You say I'm old news, where who the new star?
Cause if I'm going anyway, it's probably too far
Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the states
Used half of the money to beat my brother's case
Red wine over Fed time
And shout out to the ni**as that's doing bedtime
Shout out to the bitches when it's bedtime
And f*ck you to the ni**as who think it's their time
Don't make me take your life apart boy
You and whoever the f*ck gave you your start boy
Or you wanna be a muthaf*ckin funny guy?
Don't make me break your Kevin heart boy
Yeah, it's whatever. You know, feeling good, living better
I think maybe I was numb to it last year
But you know I feel it now more than ever
My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
Second album, I'm back paving the way
The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day
And I met your baby moms last night
We took a picture together - I hope she frames it!
And I was drinking at the Palms last night
And ended up losing everything that I came with
Feel like I've been here before, huh?
I still got 10 years to go huh?
This is the only sound you should fear
These kids wear crowns over here
And everything is all right

I know you gon' love me baby
Time to take you away from me
Only over my dead bod'

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