Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Drake
Canto
Cutty Ranks
Artista sampleado
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Todos los instrumentos
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Autoría
Aubrey Drake Graham
Autoría
Silbert Walton
Autoría
Christopher Lane
Autoría
JOHN BRUCE MAC GILLIVRAY
Autoría
Markus Kienzl
Autoría
Matthew O'Brien
Autoría
Philip Thomas
Autoría
Richard Dorfmeister
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Noel Cadastre
Ingeniería de grabación
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Ingeniería de mezcla
Evan Stewart
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Les Bateman
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Athens
Masterización
Dave Huffman
Asistente de ingeniería de masterización
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producción
Noah "40" Shebib
Ingeniería de grabación
OB O'Brien
Coproducción
Letra
[Intro]
Lickwood means "rewind" and gunshot means "forward"
You requested it, so we rewind
[Intro]
Way, way, way up
Turn it all up
Yeah
Look
[Chorus]
I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the wave from a ****
Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your ****
[Verse 1]
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 **** that can never leave Canada, too
I got two mortgages, thirty million in total
I got **** that'll still try fuckin' me over
I got rap **** that I gotta act like I like
But my actin' days are over, fuck them **** for life, yeah
[Chorus]
I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of this energy
Tryna take the wave from a ****
Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your ****
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Ex-girl, she the female version of me
I got strippers in my life, but they virgins to me
I hear everybody talking 'bout what they gon' be
I got high hopes for you ****, we gon' see
I got money in the courts till all my **** 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
[Chorus]
I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of this energy
Tryna take the wave from a ****
Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your ****
[Verse 4]
Naw, fuck all of you **** I ain't finished
Y'all don't wanna hear me say it's a go
Y'all don't wanna see Wayne win 50 award
I got real ones livin' past Kennedy Road
I got real ones with me everywhere that I go
I'm tryna tell ya, I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Every time I see 'em somethin' wrong with they memory
Tryna take the wave from a ****
So tired of savin' all these ****, man
[Bridge]
Yeah
Run up
[Chorus]
I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of this energy
Tryna take the wave from a ****
Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your ****
[Outro]
I'm off this one
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Chris Lane, Cutty Ranks, John MacGillivray, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Matthew O'brien, Philip Antonio Thomas, Silbert Walton