[Drake]
Yeah I remember me and, me and D used to talk about this kind of stuff all the time
Like what it´s gonna be like when you get closer to your dreams

I didn´t know much then but, probably tell you a lil´ somethin´ now

[Drake]
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven´t hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured quickly
Ex girl strippin´
I can´t stop her
New girl trippin´ but I can´t drop her
Cause I need somethin´ to balance out the fact
That it´s hard to find a woman when you talented and black
When you hollerin´ at labels
And they silencing you back
Cause you fail to thoroughly discuss some violence in ya track

Well
Gunshot for the young yacht owner
See there´s everybody else then there´s one top loner
First place is often the worst place
But fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin´ the worst face
Surrounded by Filipinos I think of the worst case
Watch blue and green diamonds I call it the Earth face
I´m gettin´ ya cake I tell you how ya dessert taste
I get a dessert plate
Y´all eat pedigree as ya meal
I´ve been Urkel for some years it´s better bein´ Jaleel
Though I rock lean snap it´s better bein´ this real

It´s better drivin´ a car with the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin´ tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain´t gon´ see
In the club with a model spillin´ drinks on me
Nah
Gimme 20 in the tank on 3
I´m in the Range bumpin´ Keyshia Cole
Singin´ off-key like (*Andreena harmonizes*)
I´mma spare y´all
Why you wanna judge me
I don´t ever compare y´all
The city is mine
I know it because I´m there y´all

It ain´t even started I´m really tryna prepare y´all
Spring ´07 second quarter I´m droppin´
With or without a label man I´m committed to poppin´
And take over the summer
Tour to tour hoppin´
I´mma meet a lot of women I´mma do a lot of shoppin´
Really no other option
Spend a lot of money just to make it back
Anybody I dissed in a song I don´t take it back
Same rappers that´s all in ya face sayin´ Drake is wack
Are checkin´ my availability just to make a track
I promise mama
I´mma do it cause I know I put you through it (I know I put you through it baby)

And I just want you to sit around with ya friends at a dinner table
And say "My baby´s famous and I know it" (yeah)
And it wasn´t nothin´ to it
I´ve drawn it and drew it ´til the pen was out of fluid
The ballpoint run out
Then all joints come out classic
Rappers are fake we can all point one out

[Drake]
Yeah
I´d like to introduce you to the first lady of the ATF (uhh)
Miss Andreena Mill

[Andreena Mill]
Closer to my dreams I´m gettin´ higher

Yeah I feel it in my sleep
I said I´m gettin´ higher
Yeah
And closer to my dreams
Whoa
Sometimes it feels like I´ll never move on
Closer to my dreams

[Drake]
Look
I took a plane to Hawaii with D
And we was trippin´ off of the speed at which life progressed
From meetin´ Trey in Atlanta to doin´ a cameo in his video
Which made everything right with X (Songz)
I got too many records and not enough shows
Far too many rappers and not enough ___

Well
You can fill the blank in
They tryna be the best
Just tryna place in the rankin´
Day care play pen drop out
To grade ten drop out
To summer ´05 with the grey Benz drop out
Charcoal Charger
Racin´ through back streets
On my Craig David shit the Artful Dodger
Shola Ama
I told her I´mma
´Bout to get my run on so hold the commas
Times´ve changed now I´m older mama
And these niggas ain´t solid they fold in drama
And that´s the realest shit I ever wrote
A compilation of mental thoughts that I never note

And "Hi, haters
I´m back off of hiatus
How ya album doin´?
I´m gettin´ cake off of my latest"
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime
Wintertime
Dinnertime
Anytime
Bet I am the nigga in my town when I arrive
Home

[Drake]
Yeah one more time ´fore we turn the lights out ladies and gentleman
(Sing it to´ em ´Dreena) lights ´bout to go down, curtains ´bout to close but

I want y´all to enjoy yourself on the way out, yeah man
(Yeah man)