Intro: Drake 
Yeah, somebody on 
Somebody hit me today and they were like: 
"Nah, just make sure, you know 
You tell me what to do when I get there, you know?" 
June, you're a genius 
I said, I respect it, no problem 
I got all these blessings, just to give it to others anyway 
Know what I'm sayin'? 
Yeah, my hand's always open, for real 

Verse: Drake 
Ayy, thirty-three years, I gave that to the game 
Thirty-three mil, I save that for the ring 
Five hundred weeks, I fill the charts with my pain 
Five hundred mil and I fall back in the 6ix 
Finally give you niggas the space you need to exist 
Michael Jackson shit, but the palace is not for kids 
Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live 
Brought a few Ws to the 6ix 
Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is 
Baby, Wayne and Tez responsible for this shit 
Half the time, I question my consciousness in this shit 
Other times, I question if compliments are legit 
Full-time, I'm out here confident as a bitch 
Tryna make good on the promises that I give 
Tryna make sure my accomplices are legit 
Register the business in my brother's name 
Thirty-five hunnid in the pocket, that should cover things 
Certified loverman, trappin' out the motherland 
Always move right, so my watch is on the other hand 
She can try and play it down now, but she was a fan 
People wanna know what's in my pockets, they don't understand 
My assistant always findin' Percocet and rubber bands 
Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans 
Word to Sandra Graham, no one love you like your mother can 
I watched Michael Rubin win a million off a couple hands 
I decide what to see next like it's on demand 
I decide what to be next like I'm switchin' plans 
I'ma tell you what you feel next like the weatherman 
I will split heads and break necks for my little man 
6 God, praying hands like I'm a religious man 
But I'm just a sicker man (Six, six, six), wicked man 
Look, we can argue back and forth, but who the richer man? 
Isn't that what matters in this world that we livin' in? 
Payin' those dividends, snakes stay slitherin'
How you plan to make it to the top by just fittin' it?
How you plan to take a nigga's spot by just givin' in?
How you gon' treat this shit like you gon' get to live again?
How you gettin' hype off one hit? Do that shit again
How you got a manager you met after you got the win?
Bet you got some niggas that'll love you to the bitter end
Bet you got somebody that's just smarter than your other friends
Give 'em a percentage, see what happens to your blessings then
You just need to stay close to your people
That was there when others could've been
Then when others should've been
Got a nigga starin' at the game like, "Damn coach, put him in"
But you never listen, so you niggas going wood again
Got us in the crib, talkin' 'bout what niggas coulda been, shoulda been
And I got your girl on the second floor, beggin' me to put it in
And it's not because all of the money that you wouldn't spend
And it's not because I set it up to try and get revenge
It's because you niggas insecure, you ain't made men
It's because, even though you hate on me, we stay friends
It's because you niggas never learn when to say when, yeah

Outro: Drake & DJ Firistic Steenie
For real, facts, you know what I'm sayin
Haha, yeah
I even took that day, I even Drake
That handsome man, who is the king, Drake, yes
See him? Which means people from back inna di days me comin' from far with dem mandem Drake, Kardinal Offishall, nuff ah dem
So you know Drake from time then? Yeah man
Okay because I know when he keeps like a party and stuff
He wouldn't invite you guys, compain and stuff
Yeah man, in the six, yeah man, dem man out there right inna Drake video, man, right beside Rihanna man
That's right, that's right
And I respect that because, um (Yeah)
A big lion like him didn't have to remember, you know?
So that was a nice time (Yeah)
But what mi ah try show you is the people dem ah say "Ah, Drake is not here, guy"
Y'all can get, shut up, dawg
That man had the biggest ting in the world, yeah, yeah, yeahY'all relax, with what knuckle sandwich, I eat (Hehe)
Make sure you nuh choke off some ah box juice with it, stop af-
Yeah, dem man there ah King of Israel, of
What are- what are they doin' (I don't know)
Can you still have some, "He's wack guys"
"He ain't hard," and when ya a hot fiya
You have water, you have piece of water?
"Hard and soft," funny, stop it
That mandem is the king (Haha)
I don't care

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Chorus: Giveon
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?

Verse 1: Drake
Ayy, truck to the plane, to the truck
Truck to the hotel lobby
Me, I go through underground garages
It's presidential suite, on deposit
Elevator up to the room
Shower up and then we hit the club
Touchdown, gotta see what's up
Area code in my phone
What numbers do I still have?
Who do I know from the past?
Hit one, she say she got a man
Hit another one, it goes green
Must've changed phones on the team
'Member when you lead me in between?
That was 2017
All good, Chubbs'll look around
Find one that seem my type
That my dawg and he know what I like
He done found me plenty in my life
Problem is, I meet a girl tonight
Then I go and treat her too nice
Galleria credit card swipes
I don't even know if she a wife

Pre-Chorus: Drake
But I do know one thing though
Women they come they go
Saturday, through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
'Til then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway
On this one way

Chorus: Giveon
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?

Verse 2: Drake
Jewelry in the safe on arrival
Pistol on J for survival
Lot of people gunning for the title
Lot of people trying to take us viral
I'm just trying to have a nice night, though
Waiter brought the check for the meal
She said, "Babe, I think there was a typo"
Nah girl, I got it, that's light though
I could show you bigger things than that
It's gon' be a minute 'till I'm back
Let me give you images that last
AMEX had a limit in the past
I had plenty women in the past
I done plenty sinnin' in the past
You don't need to know, but you can ask
Stickin' on your backstage pass
All access 'cause you bad
You could go wherever with that ass
Show, to the shower, to the truck
Truck, to the club, for the party
You go in first with your girls
'Cause I don't know who's out there watching

Pre-Chorus: Drake
But I do know one thing though
Women they come they go
Saturday, through Sunday, Monday
Monday, Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
'Till then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway
On this one way

Chorus: Giveon
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?