Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Markus Kienzi
Markus Kienzi
Songwriter
Matthew O'Brien
Matthew O'Brien
Songwriter
Philip Thomas
Philip Thomas
Songwriter
Richard Dorfmeister
Richard Dorfmeister
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Evan Stewart
Evan Stewart
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Lickwood means "rewind" and gunshot means "forward" You requested it, so we rewind Yeah, way, way, way up Turn it all up, yeah, look I got enemies, got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my day Fuck goin' online, that ain't part of my day I got real shit poppin' with my family too I got niggas that can never leave Canada too I got two mortgages, thirty million in total I got niggas that'll still try fuckin' me over I got rap niggas that I gotta act like I like But my actin' days are over, fuck them niggas for life, yeah I got enemies, got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga I got people talkin' down, man, like I give a fuck I bought this one a purse, I bought this one a truck I bought this one a house, I bought this one a mall I keep buyin' shit, just make sure you keep track of it all I got bitches askin' me about the code for the Wi-Fi So they can talk about they timeline And show me pictures of they friends Just to tell me they ain't really friends Ex-girl, she the female version of me I got strippers in my life, but they virgins to me I hear everybody talkin' 'bout what they gon' be I got high hopes for you niggas, we gon' see I got money in the courts 'til all my niggas are free 'Bout to call your ass a Uber, I got somewhere to be I hear fairy tales 'bout how they gon' run up on me Well, run up when you see me, then, and we gon' see I got enemies, got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga Nah, fuck all of you niggas, I ain't finished Y'all don't wanna hear me say it's a go Y'all don't wanna see Win Win, 50 or Whoa I got real ones livin' past Kennedy Road I got real ones wit' me everywhere that I go I'm tryna tell ya I got enemies, got a lot of enemies Every time I see 'em, somethin' wrong with their memory Tryna take it away from a nigga So tired of savin' all these niggas, mayne (Yeah, run 'em) I got enemies, got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga (I'm off this)
Writer(s): Matthew Samuels, Christopher Lane, John Macgillivray, Aubrey Graham, Silbert Aston Walton, Philip Antonio Thomas, Matthew O'brien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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