How I’m feeling, it doesn’t matter
 Cause you know I’m okay
 Instead, I ask myself “why do you hurt me?”
 When you know, you know I’m the same
 I know, I know that you love me baby
 Time to take you away from me
 Only over my dead body…

[Drake - Verse 1]
 I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man
 [bad word] it I was on though
 And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club
 [bad word] it I was wrong though
 Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free
 Now-a-days its six figures when they tax me
 Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
 Long as the [bad word] is [bad word]  You know I want it all and then some
 Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim sum
 Shots came, I don’t know where they was sent from
 Probably some bad hoes about to take the hemp from
 Yeah, you know me well [bad word]  I mean you ain’t the only real [bad word]  They got me on these white women like Seal [bad word]  Slave to the p-ssy but I’m just playing the field [bad word]  Are these people discussing my career again?
 Asking if I’ll be going platinum in a year again
 Don’t I got the [bad word] the world wanna hear again?
 Don’t Michael Jordan still got his hoop earing in?
 Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
 And I don’t ever be trippin off of what ain’t mine
 And I be hearing [bad word] you say through the grapevine
 But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
 It’s been that way from the beginning
 I just been playing, I aint even know that I was winning
 And this is the only sound you should fear
 Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright

[Hook]
 I know, I know that you love me baby
 The time to take you away from me
 Only over my dead body

[Drake - Verse 2]
 You say I’m old news, where who the new star?
 Cause if I’m going anyway, it’s probably too far
 Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the states
 Used half of the money to beat my brother’s case
 Red wine over Fed time
 And shout out to the niggas that’s doing deadtime
 Shout out to the [bad word] there when it’s bedtime
 And [bad word] you to the niggas that think it’s their time
 Yeah, don’t make me take your life apart boy
 You and whoever the [bad word] gave you your start boy
 Or you wanna be a [bad word] funny guy?
 Don’t make me break your Kevin heart boy
 Yeah, it’s whatever. You know, feeling good, living better
 I think maybe I was numb to it last year
 But you know I feel it now more than ever
 My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
 Second album, I’m back paving the way
 The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
 Like this was [bad word] season back, back in the day
 And I met your baby moms last night
 We took a picture together – I hope she frames it!
 And I was drinking at the Palms last night
 And ended up losing everything that I came with
 Feel like I’ve been here before huh?
 I still got 10 years to go huh?
 This is the only sound you should fear
 These kids wear crowns over here
 And everything is all right

[Hook]