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Artiste : Drake
Titre : Discontinuing Wokhardt
808 Mafia, 808 Mafia

They treat me differently, treat me like a celebrity
I drain my kidneys off sippin´ syrup, not no ecstasy

Them niggas I said I love was never there for me
I don´t drop the rakes ´cause my popsnem, respectfully
You ain´t put yo´ family on yo´ back, how you gon´ lecture me?
That´s my lil´ brother, he got more strips than a referee
Three hundred cash for the V, bulletproof SUV
I do these drugs to calm my nerve, can you rescue me?
Can you help me please, Dthang, help me breathe
They be makin´ ´em bleed, that´s what be helping me grieve
They had to stop me from goin´ back, I want to mess up the streets
Bro´ paid for his own lawyer, he got to sellin´ them sheets
I say free ´cause I love ´em, them cases harder to beat

Me, I´m the voice, a.k.a heart of the streets
I went from barbers to Jeep
I´m a nigga with money, don´t tell me talkin´ is cheap when your bitch shop at unique
You niggas ´posed to be gangsters, you niggas helping police
Only the Family, regardless, this shit forever with me
You gotta drop a deposit, ain´t comin´ nowhere for free
You can put these rappers on flyers, I know they comin´ for me
I´m takin´ drugs, I tried to stop, but I had relapsed
I lost my dog, you ain´t even call, you ain´t even reach out
I´m so thirsty for them to die, you can tap his kneecap

They put some money on his ass, he don´t even peak out

Monday, I´m in the stu´, I´m rappin´ with my shirt off
Tuesday, I talk to brodie ´nem, they get them birds off
Wednesday, I got the worst call, they knocked his nerves off
Thursday the same as Wednesday, that shit do hurt, y´all
Friday, got the V12 Maybach in the driveway
Saturday, pop out with your gun ´cause you can die today
Sunday, not a sun day because it´s dark out
Discontinuing Wockhardt, I´m irritated, get knocked out

Ohh, ohh, feel like my pill drop and I can´t hear y´all
I hate to detox and go through withdrawal
My brodie a big dog, but he like fentanyl

Monday, I´m in the stu´, I´m rappin´ with my shirt off
Tuesday, I talk to brodie ´nem, they get them birds off
Wednesday, I got the worst call, they knocked his nerves off
Thursday the same as Wednesday, that shit do hurt, y´all
Friday, got the V12 Maybach in the driveway
Saturday, pop out with your gun ´cause you can die today
Sunday, not a sun day because it´s dark out
Discontinuing Wockhardt, I´m irritated, get knocked out

Ohh, ohh, feel like my pill drop and I can´t hear y´all
Feel like my pill drop and I can´t hear y´all