Drake - Good Riddance lyrics

[Verse: Bishop Brigante] It`s f**ing Losers Like You, That Make Me Do What I Do Make Me Hate Where I`m From, You As Fake As They Come Everybody Got Guns, Who The f** Gonna Squeeze Everybody Got Sars, You Ain`t f**ing With These Why You Wish To Be Ghetto, Tell Me What`s It About Why You Trynna Get In Where I`m Trynna Get Out Why Won`t You Just Be Yourself, Why Won`t You Tell Us The Truth Like How You Only Load Guns When You Up In The Booth You Ain`t Nothing To Shoot, You Don`t Even Exist You Just A Fantasy, Family As Weak As It Gets You Ain`t Speakin A b**h, Cause I Don`t Listen To Chicks I Don`t Argue With Broads, Cause I`m Really A Pimp But I Will Tell You This, As Far As Y`all Are Concerned Pull Out My Santa Clause, And Make The Holidays Burn You Can Call Me The Grinch, Cause Y`all Are Nothing But Hoos Just Another Bunch Of Phony Acts With Nothing To Prove [Verse: Ken Masters] Ahaha Yo Now Let The Kids Grill At The Rider`s Ride (Ride) We Spending All Day, These n***as Idolize (Aha) They Claim They Want Fame n***a So We Decided That We Gon Make `em Some Stars Until The Drama Dies But They Can Go Back To They Holes Where They Mama Lies Or Write More Lies About They Drugs, Guns Or Homicides Funny, Claim The Thug Life That They Abiding By Run The Corner Then They Turn Into The Silent Type, Wanna Conpremise My n***as We Ride Or Die And Roll With The b**hes That Got They Body Right These n***as Ain`t Built Ain`t Got The Body Type Time To Break A n***a`s Spirit Like The Amistad, Trynna Fool The Audience (Who Run It) Feel The Ambience, Stars In The Presence, Kings Of The City Are Appalled By The Peasants Ain`t Gotta Say Names, We Can All Get A Reference Brains In The Info From Your Broads In The West End Masters, Flowing Staggers On Bars n***a Stay Mad Cause His Swagger`s On Mars Y`all n***as Ain`t Thinking We Callng Y`all Tards Claim You Want War, Okay, On Guard [Verse: Young Tony] Ayo, Hey You Mr. Rapper Guy (You) When You In The Booth, Tell Me Why You Have To Lie (Why) Come On, Spit The Truth All I Hear Is Bang Bang, Hustle This, Hustle That (Lying) But If You Hustle Crack, Then Where The Money At ? No Proof, Dr Seuss, Story Telling When He Rhyme Like Once Upon A Time I Was Really On The Grind There`s Another Lie, Couldn`t Out-Hustle Me Hating When It Come To D, I Can Take You`re Starting 5 I`m Only Goin At Generic Rap n***as That, Rap About Ki`s But Couldn`t Show Me 10gs, And These n***as Dry Snitching On They Tees, Standing Out, Like A Sore Thumb To The D`s, My n***as Please, If You Really Had Work, You Would Do What You Do And Wouldn`t Put It On Your Shirt, It Makes My Heart Hurt When Dumb n***as Act Hood, You Ain`t No Hustla, Just A n***a That Can Rap Good [Verse: Jonny Roxx] See There`s A Height Requirement, n***a To Mention My Name (Smarten Up) How The f** You Little n***as Can`t Stay In Your Lane Man You Offered Me A Truce And I Took It (Aigh) Now I Hear This Bullsh** So How The f** Am I To Overlook It Look If This Little n***a Survive Then It Gotta Be God How The f** Are You A Hustla With Your Factory Job ? And I Dont Get It, n***a Im A f**ing Diabetic And I Don`t Usually Eat Y`all Sweet n***as Evertime I See Y`all Retard n***as Y`all b**h Out Waddup Roxx ? Now We Cool ? Then You Dip Out Talkin All That Bang Bang sh**, Pull A Clip Out Sayin` You A Blood, Next Week You Prolly Crip Out I`m Saying, We Don`t Believe Y`all n***as (Nah) G-35, X5 Nah n***as (Yeah) This Here Is A Public Announcement For My n***as (Yeah) No More Goodnight, Good Morning, Goodbye n***as [Verse: Jd Era] I Don`t Appreciate n***as Sayin` My Name In They Bullsh** It`s Like Putting A Knife Against The Lyrical Full-Clip Do sh** On My Own, I Never Asked For Help If I Was Rapping Like Y`all I Woulda k**ed Myself And Naw This Ain`t Beef, It`s Missing A Few Ingredients Dog You Ain`t General, Stick To Being Obedient Piggy Back, That Ain`t Something I Had To Do Laughing At Drake ? You Shoulda Seen How I Was Laughing At You I Don`t Beef Over Little sh**, Angry ? A Little Bit Little n***as Get Little Recognition You Little b**h I Don`t Do The Little Subliminals, I`m Addressin` It Littles Wanna Get In The Middle Then I`m Suggesting It They Called You A b**h, Were Trynna Act Out They Challenge Him To A Fight And Then They Back Out So Tell Me How The f** I Can Respect You Cats If You A Gangsta, Then What Part Of The Game Is That ? [Verse: Drake] Hey Yo Aristo I`m Lost Can You Tell Me Whats Going On In The Streets How It Feel To Count Dough While You Palmin` The Heat And Yes I Asked For A 16 You Did Your 16 I Heard That Weak sh** And Only Wanted The Beats (It`s True) But f** The Money And The Cars That I Drive To Set And f** The Women Thats Lying To All The Guys They Met (f** All Of That) And f** The Features On My Songs And The Deals On The Table Or Basically Just f** Everything That You Strive To Get And It`s The Room Of Resolution I`m Finishing It In Here If I Copy Budden`s Flow, You Mimicing His Career And The Same Money We Hearing You Giving To Charity You Need To Be Giving To Littles To Give Him Some Clarity (What Up Littles) Cuz Thats Your Homeboy I Think He`s Owed That Much Tell Him Pressing 25 Don`t Mean You Sold That Much And Breana, I Don`t Mean To Alarm Ya But You Need To Get Outside The Car To Shoot This Video In Parma (Tony!) You Act Like You Hood And Hood n***as`ll Harm Ya And This Is Not Hating My n***a We Call It Karma But Yo Thuglife, Show Me Where That Hammer Be Yes I Took A El On My Own And They Didn`t Damage Me You Try To Cover Up Your Lies Like A Canopy And Try To Pull 17 Year Olds Down In Bramalea (I Know About It) And We Don`t Got It Out For You We Just Saying That Don`t Nobody Vouch For You Nope, Nobody Thorough Is Willing To Give A Cosign (Nobody) And You Don`t Even Sell Blow, You Just Blow Time You Can`t Even Get A Factor Grant So Stop Rapping, Go Fix Parts At A Tractor Plant (Damn) And Listen Here Tetely T You One Of The Seven Dwarfs Standing Next To Me You Probably Snitching In Court, Then Accept The Plea And I Hear You Paying These Women And I Sex For Free (What Up Sweetheart) But Dog, How Did This Start How We Get To This Part We All Got n***as Doing Bids Mr. Wishheart (What Up Cam) It`s Not Cool To Use Another n***a`s As A Threat Tho` I Said You A b**h, I Heard A Seven Man Echo You Saying I Hustle, My Source For Currency Coke They Saying You Never Moving It And Currently Broke And You Risk Doing Crack Time And Hang Around Black Crime Just So You Can Have Something To Say In You Rap Lines They Say Drake k**ed It Like Young Girls At A Private School (I Did) Dog If I Were You, I Tell You What I Would Do I Would Cut Ties With The Cops And Just Make Them Fire You Lose The Body Pack And The Velcro You Feed The Wire Through Tell Them Not To Call And That`s Even If They Require You Cuz They The Only People Recording That Wanna Hire You (It`s True) With What I Spend In A Weekend I Could Aquire You Some Of Them Believe You Got Money You Little Liar You But, I Don`t Admire You Short n***as Tell Tall Tales Good Riddance Aristo I Just Retired You!