Drake
Drake&Jay-Z Lyrics


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I'm tired of these ass beats, but I gotta shit on them
Ion care bout yo feelings, bitch but I like to feel on you
If you talking crazy up on IG, I'll send hit on you
They'll nail you like bob with the tools, I sent a drill on you
Glock is like a horse, yeah that chopper got a little kick
Pop a Nigga head open, treat him like a bag chips
My Glock thirty, but that bitch is small it be throwing fits
Y'all be posting y'all dead man's up on ig, he can rest in piss
Nigga cut the beat, now bring the beat back
Nigga life a joke, I slap his head just like knee a slap
Only thing that nigga got is a piggy bank just give me that
Don't ever try to ride my fucking wave, can't get piggy back
I'm the devil to my demons, when fired up Im causing havoc
They was shocked when I stepped in the streets, now they don't want no static
I be sonning all these niggas in the rap game, might be yo daddy
Nigga talking crazy aim for his hamburger then smash his patty
Niggas just like dc when y'all shoot, y'all make the young fly
Pockets real fat just like Peter but ain't a Family guy
Sum sum sum, WHAT THE FUCK! Ain't a family guy
Hol' up hol'up hol'up, I done fucked up
That bitch is full of shit, but got a dump truck
Ed,edd,eddy in the room but you the dumb fuck
When I make it rain all on these strippers, I throw the usher bucks
Treat her ass like chris and her dumbass is getting tucked
Was always on go, my first bike I took the brakes off
Pocket rocket in my pocket, talk crazy, you taking off
Bitch think she a princess, but she just a frog
Spin the block, in a cart with them sticks, like we playing golf
Mmmmm, watch how I'm moving now
This a groovy dance little nigga get the movement down
This a groovy beat, swear to god this a groovy sound
We was Netflix and chilling, now I'm playing with her boobies now
I'm that city boy, from the fo thee Thoe Ahhhh FUCK!
City boy from the fo three foe, ahhh FUCK!
City boy from the 4 3 4 y'all ain't heard of me?
Like a doctor with this chop, cut him open like surgery
Knocking on yo door, open up it's a burglary
I am not scared of no human being, y'all ain't hurting me
Nigga got that unspoken RIZZ, that's the flirt in me
I'm a alien, I'm not from this planet of from mercury (NAW FOR REAL)
I'm tired of these ass beats, but I gotta shit on them
Ion care bout yo feelings, bitch but I like to feel on you
If you talking crazy up on IG, I'll send hit on you
They'll nail you like bob with the tools, I sent a drill on you
Glock is like a horse, yeah that chopper got a little kick (BIG O)
Pop a Nigga head open, treat him like a bag chips
My Glock 30, but that bitch is small it be throwing fits
Y'all be posting y'all dead man's up on ig, he can rest in piss
Yeah, he can rest in piss
Tell that bih, she want a sucka, she can suck my dick
I'on care bout yo bitch she just want the chips
When I fuck on yo bitch, I dip dip




That's a freestyle, when I rap off the monk, that's the meat style
Mmm, clap her cheeks that's the meat sound that's the meat style

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in this song by Drake and Jay-Z are quite explicit and disturbing, with violent references and derogatory terms. The song seems to depict them as powerful and dominant, with their words and actions unapologetic and unstoppable. Drake's verse starts with him being tired of the current rap beats, but he still has to show his dominance by outperforming them. He is confident in his abilities and does not care about anyone's feelings, but he enjoys touching women. He also does not tolerate anyone who talks crazy about him on Instagram because he is ready to send a hit on them with violence. He compares his Glock gun to a horse, which has a little kick and can pop somebody's head open, treating them like a bag of chips.


Furthermore, he takes a dig at people who post pictures of their dead loved ones on social media because he believes that they should rest in peace rather than rest in piss. Jay-Z's verse, on the other hand, has a combination of wordplay and violent imagery. He mentions his shooting skill and how he can make someone fly like DC when he aims his gun. Jay-Z also compares his pockets to the cartoon character Peter Griffin's pockets that are always overflowing with cash. He concludes his verse by bragging about his skills as an alien and his unspoken charm that people consider flirting.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm tired of these ass beats, but I gotta shit on them
I'm displeased with mediocre rap beats, but I still dominate them


Ion care bout yo feelings, bitch but I like to feel on you
I don't care about your emotions, but I enjoy physical contact with you


If you talking crazy up on IG, I'll send hit on you
If you insult me on social media, I'll retaliate


They'll nail you like bob with the tools, I sent a drill on you
My associates will harm you severely, as per my orders


Glock is like a horse, yeah that chopper got a little kick
My firearm is powerful, it has a strong recoil


Pop a Nigga head open, treat him like a bag chips
I'll kill someone and dispose of their body easily


My Glock thirty, but that bitch is small it be throwing fits
My gun is difficult to control despite its size


Y'all be posting y'all dead man's up on ig, he can rest in piss
You disrespect the deceased by sharing their images on social media


Nigga cut the beat, now bring the beat back
Stop the music and start it again


Nigga life a joke, I slap his head just like knee a slap
I don't take life seriously, I'll physically harm someone for fun


Only thing that nigga got is a piggy bank just give me that
Someone has nothing of value, so I'll take their small savings


Don't ever try to ride my fucking wave, can't get piggy back
Don't attempt to capitalize on my success, you won't be able to ride it out


I'm the devil to my demons, when fired up Im causing havoc
I'm destructive to my own negative tendencies, and worse to others when provoked


They was shocked when I stepped in the streets, now they don't want no static
People were surprised by my entrance, now they're afraid of confrontation with me


I be sonning all these niggas in the rap game, might be yo daddy
I dominate and mentor other rappers, possibly even your own father


Nigga talking crazy aim for his hamburger then smash his patty
Someone speaks foolishly, so I'll aim for their head and inflict severe harm


Niggas just like dc when y'all shoot, y'all make the young fly
People in my community shoot recklessly and cause innocent bystanders to suffer


Pockets real fat just like Peter but ain't a Family guy
I have a lot of money, but I'm not a character from the television show Family Guy


Hol' up hol'up hol'up, I done fucked up
Wait, I made a mistake


That bitch is full of shit, but got a dump truck
Someone is deceitful, but physically attractive


Ed,edd,eddy in the room but you the dumb fuck
You're foolish, even compared to cartoon characters Ed, Edd, and Eddy


When I make it rain all on these strippers, I throw the usher bucks
I throw fake currency at strippers, like musician Usher did once


Treat her ass like chris and her dumbass is getting tucked
I'll dominate and exploit someone sexually and financially


Was always on go, my first bike I took the brakes off
I've always been adventurous and daring, removing the brakes from my bike as a youngster


Pocket rocket in my pocket, talk crazy, you taking off
I have a small gun on me, and someone speaking foolishly will provoke me to use it


Bitch think she a princess, but she just a frog
Someone thinks they're important, but in reality they're not


Spin the block, in a cart with them sticks, like we playing golf
We drive around the neighborhood with guns, as if it's a leisurely activity like golf


Mmmmm, watch how I'm moving now
Observe how I'm acting presently


This a groovy dance little nigga get the movement down
This is a cool dance, learn how to do it


This a groovy beat, swear to god this a groovy sound
This is a great music track, I really enjoy it


We was Netflix and chilling, now I'm playing with her boobies now
We were casually watching television, and now I'm engaging in sexual activity


I'm that city boy, from the fo thee Thoe Ahhhh FUCK!
I'm a young man from Forest Hill, Toronto, Canada, oh no!


City boy from the fo three foe, ahhh FUCK!
I'm from the neighbourhood 43-44, dang it!


City boy from the 4 3 4 y'all ain't heard of me?
I'm from the often-overlooked neighbourhood 43-44, do people know me?


Like a doctor with this chop, cut him open like surgery
I'm skilled with my firearm, and can easily harm someone fatally


Knocking on yo door, open up it's a burglary
I'm breaking into your home, open the door for me


I am not scared of no human being, y'all ain't hurting me
I am fearless and can't be harmed by other people


Nigga got that unspoken RIZZ, that's the flirt in me
I have charisma that I don't need to explain, it's just who I am


I'm a alien, I'm not from this planet of from mercury (NAW FOR REAL)
I'm a unique and otherworldly person, not even from this planet like the planet Mercury (seriously)


Yeah, he can rest in piss
He should die and be disrespected even in death


Tell that bih, she want a sucka, she can suck my dick
Tell that woman if she wants a foolish man, she can have sex with me


I'on care bout yo bitch she just want the chips
I don't care about your significant other, she just wants my money


When I fuck on yo bitch, I dip dip
After having sex with your significant other, I'll leave immediately


That's a freestyle, when I rap off the monk, that's the meat style
I'm improvising this rap verse, but when I'm focused it's a deliberate style


Mmm, clap her cheeks that's the meat sound that's the meat style
I'm engaging in sexual activity, with a specific sound and style




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Written by: Big O

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Intro]
Previously on Ready To Die

[Chorus: Drake]
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason
Loyalty is priceless and it's all I need
Can't burn a bridge just to light my way
Lotta '42 on the flights I'm takin'
Pourin' out my soul and it might sound crazy
Lotta fallin' outs help me build foundation
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason

[Verse 1: Drake]
Never had a lot, this is all I need
Lost individuals is all I see
Grab the top spot like "pardon my reach"
Woke up one day and it was all on me
If it comes down, it's gon' fall on me
Lotta '42 on the flights I'm takin'
Long way down from the heights I'm chasin'
Just touched down, I was lights out in Vegas
Girls checkin' in 'cause my lifestyle dangerous
Hard to tell people that I'm all out of favors
Call me for songs or they call me for paper
Turnin' off my phone for the night now, baby
Pourin' out my soul and it might sound crazy
Some of my niggas don't love me
We should sit down before shit turns ugly
We should sit down since you said things about me



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[Chorus: Drake]
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason
Loyalty is priceless and it's all I need
Can't burn a bridge just to light my way
Lotta '42 on the flights I'm takin'
Pourin' out my soul and it might sound crazy
Lotta fallin' outs help me build foundation
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Niggas wanted to kill me and y'all still with 'em
Nigga, y'all chill with 'em, and y'all wonder why we not friends?
Best thing I can do is not build with you
When I could destroy you, that takes some fuckin' discipline
I could send a team to come drill you
I got a billion or two and I know where the fuck you live
Niggas gotta chill with talking gangsta
You should just thank us, humble yourselves a little bit
This ain't the same Shawn that you knew once
I don't shine shoes, uh, this ain't what you want, no
All that back and forth on the internet
Nigga, we don't tennis that, y'all gotta do something, yeah
Only thing we 'spect now is violence
Anything besides this, we playing violins, uh
I'm public enemy
Niggas wanted to kill me and y'all want me to be friendly
Niggas want sympathy after they wanted to end me
Be those closest to it be the very ones that envy
Shout out to the family
I don't want no friends no more, not many understand me
Everybody want something
You know the price of everything but the value of nothing
But everybody want something
You know the price of everything but the value of nothing
[Chorus: Drake]
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason
Loyalty is priceless and it's all I need
Can't burn a bridge just to light my way
Lotta '42 on the flights I'm takin'
Pourin' out my soul and it might sound crazy
Lotta fallin' outs help me build foundation
Never had a lot, this is all I need
People never care 'til it's R.I.P.
Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason



All comments from YouTube:

@BrandonButch

Drake & Jay Z collabs never disappoint. Light Up, Pound Cake, Talk Up, now Love All 🔥

@jadencoley2177

Drake has an awesome collaboration and history with Jay-Z!!!!!!! 🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤

@deyroninfante8994

When I first heard pound cake it sent chills down my spine..

@James-nw6bc

tg

@reportedstolen3603

This doesn’t beat Light Up tho...that track is unreal

@christopherayettey4390

Which one is the best though 🤔

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@SanInPlay

Classic 🔥🔥🔥🔥

@racky9957

One song sidhu moosewala ke sath

@issachayes4739

I lost so many people this year.
Drake said how I felt in one line.
My only brother gone.
My uncle gone.
Cousin gone.
Friends gone.
Internally lonely.

@arkarhi8009

so sorry for your losses,

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