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Lirik Lagu Tuscan Leather - Drake

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[Verse 1]Comin' off the last record, I'm gettin' 20 million off the recordJust to off these records, nigga that's a recordI'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventurePast the present when you have to mentionThis is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still play it thoughCause it's that new Drizzy Drake, that's just the way it goHeavy airplay all day with no chorusWe keep it thorough, nigga, rap like this for all of my borough niggasI reached the point where don't shit matter to me, niggaI reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, niggaPrince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, niggaI could go a hour on this beat, niggaI'm just as famous as my mentorBut that's still the boss, don't get sent forGet hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant forCause you don't really wanna hear me vent moreHot temper, scary outcomeHere's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without oneThat always let they mouth runBench players talkin' like starters, I hate itStarted from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we made itYeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smelling like a brickDegenerates, but even Ellen love our shitRich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm richSelf explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup
[Verse 2]Sittin' Gucci Row like they say up at UNLVYoung rebel, Young Money nothin' you could tell mePaperwork takin' too long, maybe they don't understand meI'll compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the familyNot even talkin' to Nicki, communication is breakin'I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace itI'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the second to admit itThink that's why I need her in my life, to check me when I'm trippin'On a mission tryna shift the cultureTell me who dissin', I got some things that'll hit the culpritThem strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin'All of the talkin', got one reply for all of your commentsFuck what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you leave a messageBorn a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessiveThat shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressureLike aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effortI piece letters together and get to talkin' recklessI don't change like credentials, you know you see the necklaceMy life's a completed checklistI'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you checkin' for nowJust give it time, we'll see who's still around a decade from nowThat's real
[Verse 3]How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in MementoI just set the bar, niggas fall under it like a limboThe family all that matters, I'm just out here with my kinfolkOff everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to WinslowThis for shorty up on Glengrove who love when I catch my tempoI sip the [?] and listen to CappadonnaThe Fresh Prince just had dinner with Tatiana, no lieAll these 90's fantasies on my mindThe difference is that with mine, they all come true in due timeI might come through without security to check if you're fineThat's just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLOWanted to tell you, "Accept yourself"You don't have to prove shit to know and except yourselfAnd if you end up needing some extra help, then I can helpYou know, back on your feet and shitTryna get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shitHow much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' twin though?Life is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin ScorceseAnd I wouldn't change a thing if you payed me, now real nigga wassup