Tuscan Leather - Drake

Comin' off the last record

I'm gettin' 20 million off the record

Just to off these records

Ni**a that's a record

I'm livin' like

I'm out here on my last adventure

Past the present when you have to mention

This is nothin' for the radio

But they'll still play it though

Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake

That's just the way it go

Heavy airplay all day with no chorus

We keep it thorough ni**a

Rap like this for all of my borough niggas

I reached the point where don't sh*t matter to me ni**a

I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach ni**a

Prince Akeem they throw flowers at my feet ni**a

I could go a hour on this beat ni**a

I'm just as famous as my mentor

But that's still the boss don't get sent for

Get hype on tracks and jump

In front of a bullet you wasn't meant for

Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more

Hot temper scary outcome

Here's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without one

That always let they mouth run

Bench players talkin' like starters I hate it

Started from the bottom

Now we here ni**a we made it

Yeah Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smelling like a brick

Degenerates but even Ellen love our sh*t

Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich

Self explanatory

You just here to spread the story wassup

Sittin' Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV

Young rebel

Young Money nothin' you could tell me

Paperwork takin' too long

Maybe they don't understand me

I'll compromise if I have to

I gotta stay with the family

Not even talkin' to Nicki

Communication is breakin'

I dropped the ball on some personal sh*t

I need to embrace it

I'm honest I make mistakes

I'd be the second to admit it

Think that's why I need her in my life

To check me when I'm trippin'

On a mission tryna shift the culture

Tell me who dissin'

I got some things that'll hit the culprit

Them strep throat flows

Them shits to stop all of the talkin'

All of the talkin'

Got one reply for all of your comments

F**k what you think

I'm too busy that's why you leave a message

Born a perfectionist

Guess that makes me a bit obsessive

That sh*t I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure

Like aye B I got your CD

You get an E for effort

I piece letters together

And get to talkin' reckless

Owl chains like credentials

You know you see the necklace

My life's a completed checklist

I'm tired of hearin' '

Bout who you checkin' for now

Just give it time

We'll see who's still around a decade from now

That's real

How much time is this ni**a spendin' on the intro

Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento

I just set the bar

Niggas fall under it like a limbo

The family all that matters

I'm just out here with my kinfolk

Off everything my pen wrote we went

From Bundy to Winslow

This for shorty up on Glengrove who love

When I catch my tempo

I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna

The fresh prince just had dinner with Tatyana no lie

All these 90's fantasies on my mind

The difference is that with mine

They all come true in due time

I might come through without security to check if you're fine

That's just me on my solo like f**k it like YOLO

Wanted to tell you "Accept yourself"

You don't have to prove sh*t to no one except yourself

And if you end up needin' some extra help then I could help

You know back on your feet and sh*t

Tryna get my karma up

F**k the guilty and greedy sh*t

How much time is this ni**a spendin' on the intro

How this ni**a workin' like he got a f**kin' twin though

Life is soundin' crazy 40 on Martin Scorcese

And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me

Now real ni**a wassup

How much time is this ni**a spendin' on the intro