Drake & Future - 30 For 30 Freestyle Lyrics
[Verse: Drake]Never thought I'd be talking from this perspectiveBut I'm not really sure what else you expectedWhen the higher-ups have all come together as a collectiveWith conspiracies to end my run and send me a message40, did you get the message?Cause I just checked my phone and I didn't get itI mean, I say hats off for a solid effortBut we didn't flinch for a second, we got our shit togetherYeah, not here to fight warsBut niggas wanna talk high scoresPARTY just dipped off in a white PorscheAnd I just came from dinner where I ate some well done seared scallops that were to die forBut I got bigger fish to fryI'm talking bigger shit than you and IKids are losin' lives , got me scared of losing mineAnd if I hold my tongue about it, I get crucifiedWrote this shit on a bumpy flight on a summer nightFlying over Chattanooga, out here trying to spread the movementI just got me the Mercedes PullmanYou niggas never heard of it, you gotta hit up GoogleBack in the city, shit is getting brutalThese kids'll hit your noodle then take a girl to the moviesThey've been dropping out on both sidesWe ain't in it, we just ghost rideThe pen is working if you niggas need some ghost linesI thought you wanted yours like I want mineI guess you just making moves on your own timeBut just know it'll be January in no timeAnd your absence is very concerningIt's like you went on vacation with no plan of returningShit is purely for sport, I need a 30 for 30Banners are ready in case we need to retire your jerseyI got a club in the Raptors arenaChampionships, celebrations during regular seasonsPaternity testing for women that I never slept withI'm legally obligated if they request itSo much legal action like I'm Michael JacksonLuckily, I'm great at avoiding distractionUsed to give no reaction, now I'm overreactingAh nigga, that shit gotta go platinumI just listened to Closer To My DreamsWide eyed and uneducated at 19I can't rap like that, all young and naiveNot after all of the shit I've seen and the things I believeDrastically changing, thank you for all your patienceI'm just in a different space and I choose to embrace it4,000 square feet just isn't as spaciousYou loved me back in the basement, guess it is what we make itI'm tired of awkward exchanges and nigga's crooked waysTired of champagne toasts with people that look awayPeyton and Eli when niggas called me they brother the season startAnd I don't wanna see you end up with nothingY'all throw the word "family" around too much in discussionRookie season, I would've never thought this was comingThey knees give out and they passing to you all of a suddenNow you the one getting bucketsThey put their arm around you, now you becoming the crutchesKids got on your number cause you the one they look up toAnd women that you seen on TV look better in personAnd either they wanna ***** you or convince you that they can to see where it goes from thereBut these ain't the girls from Brampton, this ain't that local actionThe haters just bringing me and my people closer, actuallyWhat happened to the things you niggas said was supposed to happen?Are we just supposed to ignore the fact that it never happened?We just supposed to get the pie and then split it in two?Supposed to forget your mistakes but not forget about you?My plan was always to make the product jump off the shelfAnd treat the money like secrets, keep that shit to ourselvesPapi champú, young pablito de seis dios6 G-O-D, I think IWas destined for this shit when I was 'round Keyshia Cole and T.IAnd Young Dro was popping off with Ain't IWay before niggas had they hands out like they doing macarenaBut who am I to complain now, I'm still around, they know
