Drake - 0-100 lyrics

Lately I've been on some chill sh**
But I'm about to drop it on them real quick
I've been under the weather but I'm still sick
I play a joint from a decade ago and people still trip
I'm tryna be my own meal ticket
I'm tryna see life like a 7 set heel flip it
And people who be throwing shade wanna still kick it
Until they kick a verse and cut the beat real quick

I'm from the country when the winters here be ice cold
Still in the dark but I'm whiter than a rice bowl
And that's why i can be deceiving like I'm white-gold
But you f**in wid it cause your boy got a nice flow
Some people be like ''What you doing with your life, though?''

Understand, I'd rather take my chances with a dice roll
Cause there's no telling all the places that I might go
And if i do that than the final return is gonna be twice fold
Hit record and start spitting like a pipe broke
Jaws drop looking like you had a light stroke
I'm always focused on improvement; life coach
But if i got a couple of drinks in me than I might smoke
When I spit the phones come on like a fight broke
Like I'm a hundred feet up on a tight rope
Going and building a building on a slight slope
Trying to use the wind to my advantage but my kite broke

I don't drop it I just grab the ball
My drive is automatic I ain't boutta stall;
To make it to the top you have to fall
Every sk** it takes is like a Pokemon and I have them all

0 to a 100, homie, real quick
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Waiting for a real chick
With a personality that's real thick
Either we hit the k** switch or we feel click
A cold journey the road to riches is real slick
Eyes red like the light i'm bout to run through
I hit the QE west and pop the sun roof
We about to hit this one booth
Waiting for the boys to come to through ?p**n hun? proof
We about to get it, homie, yeah yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Grab the rubber bands and the Glad bag (Glad bag)
Couple good girls looking bad, yeah
Now they want me comein home to be a baby dada
You never heard my music you should try it, tough
You might not like my but the sk** is undeniable
I'm always tripping like I'm one of Michael Meyer's hoes
I'm hot like the second setting on a hair dryer blows
And Imma go get cryogenically frozen and disappear like I'm dynamo
And Imma wake up in Idaho in 2094 in old, duster, designer clothes
And I don't know why I did it I just wanted to try it, though

Keep your ear to the track
Cooler than Aloe Vera smeared on your back
I'm the dude with the beard and the hat that plays hockey and raps and don't get too much weirder than that
Man, roll one up dog, I'm here to relax
Caught in the spotlight like a deer in the tracks
And the love can be hate when they appear to be daps
They wishing we gone even tough they cheer when we back

2016 is coming up
I'm surrounded by winners
The last year i was the runner up
And even though it's not a competition
I see what's possible so now i gotta go, man
I'm on a mission

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