[Verse: Drake] Why do I feel so alone? Like everybody pa**ing through the studio Is in character as if we acting out a movie role Talking bullsh** as if it was for you to know And I don't have the heart to give these b**h n***as the cue to go So they stick around kicking out feedback And I entertain it as if I need that I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that My privacy about the only thing I need back but It's hard to think of them polite flows When Stefano Pilati suits are your night clothes And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes And you still make it even when they say your flight closed Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows Life was so full, now this sh** just being lipo'd Always said I'd say it all on the right track But in this game you only lose when you fight back Black diamond bracelets Showing you the basics, I can't live and hold the camera Someone gotta tape this And make hits like a b**h that's married, I ain't miss24 hours from greatness, I'm that close Don't ever forget the moment you began to doubt Transitioning from fitting in to standing out Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South Watchin' Hov's show Embarra**ed to pull my camera out And my mother embarra**ed To pull my Phantom out So I park about five houses down She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown But I don't wanna feel the need to wear disguises around So she wonder where my mind is, accounts in the minus But yet I'm rolling round the f**in' city like your highness Got n***as reactin' without a sinus Cause what I'm working with is timeless And promoters try to get me out to they club They say I have fun but I can't imagine how Cause I just seen my ex-girl, standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I'm f**in' right now And sh** could get weird unless they all down And so I stay clear, we from a small town Everybody talks and everybody listen But somehow the truth just always comes up missing I've always been something that these labels can't buy Especially if they tryin' to take a piece of my soul And Sylvia be tellin' Tez, "Damn, Drake fly" And he just be like, "Silly motherf**er, I know That was your bad, how could you pa** up on 'em? He just take them records and he gas up on 'em Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on 'em Surprised no one ever put your a** up on 'em" Oh they did Poe, at least they tried to And that's what happens When you spitting what's inside you But slip up and shoot the wrong f**ing video And they think they can market you However they decide to nahh But 40 told me to do me And don't listen to anybody that knew me Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me And if you think I changed in the slightest could've fooled me Boy, in my city I'm da 2-3 Drug dealers live vicariously through me I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy I'm just not the social type And campus life is crazy understand I could get money with my eyes closed Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll Sell that mothaf**a to any rapper that I know Cause they need it much more than I ever will I got new sh**, I'm gettin' better still Little n***as put my name in they verses Cause they girlfriend put my a** on a pedestal Future said cause this 'Ye sh** you better k** And I think this got this "Making of a Legend" feel Problem with these other n***as they ain't never real Yea ... that's all I can say