Drake - Overdoes On Life lyrics

And imma leave on one more note One more motherf**in note Its like this.. Look at him (Drake): I aint been here in a minute Cut the lights off I feel fantastic right now baby Yeah Look.. I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame Im just tryna get my mature life on O D. O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a gla** pour the X. O. in I did want one these n***as to say that Im not the same pick a road cause where you drivin is not a lane and rest in peace to Pimp C life is not a game, taking over the world no pinky just a lotta Brain He bout to send them the sh** that Im on (Yeah) You prolly could have predicted Im on (Yeah) My sense of judgment is a officially gone Up into the air all the smoke from the swisha is blown Ahh.. Im grown Im grown Im living in this elevator zone alone Im up so high Im never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round I got pent house walls I stay high above your a** and I can see it all, my balcony is gla** and wifeys over (b**hes) but moneys over (Her) cause moneys under (Nothin) my life is such a (Blur) thats not the way it has to go its jus what I prefer and do not disagree with me its best you jus concur Im a legend wit a legacy that cant help but survive even when I f**in die they gonna bury me Alive.. (Chorus): And Im so prestigious I brought my n***as from the hood to the beaches Im living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus my money straight no creases P P P Peep this We got bottles over here Kush is in the air.. we good ( O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there.. we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good O.D. O.D everybody know me (Travis McCoy): Oh no Travie high on life again.(Wow) Feel like I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin(Dam) So high I wanna cry like tiny violins In my best mode the pesmote enjoy the silence(Shh) Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherf**in Watts riots pouring out my pen iight dam be easy imma get back gentleman with a superlative use of syntax and I done gave up the narcotics but I cant leave the crib without some xanax in my water(Nope) Hello my name is Travie and Im a life-aholic Toldem all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit..(Ha) The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy cane Worn without the other so for real without the candy brain super trooper like a gun tote in candyman ask me how Im livin bet I tell ya fine and dandy man check his vital signs they peeping off the meter man Im a live forever in Neverland wit Peter Pan f** pulling the nine out Im a pull a Amy Winehouse sipping Purple Rain with Mary Jane girls in my house(My House) Isaiah Im a see ya when I get there until then hold me down like gravity its Travie..UnoEasy (Chorus): And Im so prestigious I brought my n***as from the hood to the beaches Im living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus my money straight no creases P P Peep this We got bottles over here Kush is in the air we good (O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there... we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good Its Mickey O.D. O.D everybody know me (Mickey Factz): Ha Im bout to overdose on life somebody please pa** the weed So if I comatose tonight you wont have to ask for refer if the things that I seen through my Prada frames got me paid watch me mane Im co*ky slave with this Rocky chain I got I got my fames cluttered with this bud and this name of it is Fame and its all up in my blood tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got.. Oooo yes Im in it for the huge yes duplex living like Im Hugh Heff Every other night I need a blue net for group s** leaving with a bruise neck then I yell whose next(Next) standem in a line this is new fax city take this crack between ya thighs(Yeah) (Mickey what you mean) Im promethazine f** the queen sniff the white horse of success and then let him lean(Letem see) tryna match my high on life(Then letem dream) gotta catch the spot on my flight first cla** known of the aroma of the smoker life got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah its never over(Mickey what you mean) I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of Im teasing every bum out hung out wit celebrities from every drug house so when you remember me say that I was strung out(Mickey what you mean) Im a addict for the green cash Im a O.D. so flip going to rehab Chorus): And Im so prestigious I brought my n***as from the hood to the beaches Im living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus my money straight no creases P P Peep this We got bottles over here Kush is in the air.. we good (O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there.. we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good O.D. O.D everybody know me