Nickelus F - Number 15 lyrics

Yeah, I had to do this sh** for my little brother? Young n***a just wanna hear me talk that toronto sh**, you know? Verse 1 (drake) Uh, you see bad b**hes and fall in love I be talking arithmetic in the club Renegotiations Young frank I seen all of your favorite girls naked And mental pictures were taken I never forget they faces They lucky I can’t draw, but still I'm artistic Money on the way it's got both of my palms ichin’ You boys in the wrong business fo real You boys in the wrong business All that sittin back and watchin will make you a strong witness Testify to how I'm livin, make sure it's non fiction Don't leave out anybody that put me in this position We couldn’t of done it better We changed the city for ever Puffin shisha Laid back f**in with fifa What I get for the feature I wouldn’t f** with me either for real Now I’m in it for the hoes and the checks Care less about respect from n***as I never met Champagne Verse 2 (nickelus f) I know my city going crazy right about now Broke n***a, so I'm greedy Break a n***a down if they don't feed me Yo girl break her neck the same second that she see me And I bet my last nickle that she ever? Bradley cooper, a future is limitless I'm infenint, take a photo of the synthesis Grandmama got alzhymers but she’ll remember this Ain’t no way that she won’t remember I wake up every mornin’ shower, gather my belongings But I just quit my job, got some p**y cause I'm ballin From am to pm, beefin with the? Beefin with the boss, got fired by the gm f**, I lost my n***a to a goddamn murder In his own kitchen, with his own damn burner You ain’t no goddamn boss You a goddamn worker f** beef when n***as dying for a goddamn burger My n***a all we know is pain Chain smokin in the city where they smoke you for change Jamaica house a crook spot, ridin round smokin pot On broad street we all drink, pbr, rolling rock Do this to get money, that ain’t enough Do this for my city, that ain’t enough I'm like andre 3k, 16 ain’t enough I get down like curtis snow Dare you to call my bluff Bet you won’t pick up We ride box chevy’s but we built ford tough And I bet you that we won’t give up The? try to lock us down But we broke through cuffs Yeah, I guess that's enough