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Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
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Christopher Lane
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Noel Cadastre
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Noah "40" Shebib
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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): Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, John Bruce Macgillivray, Philip Antonio Thomas, Christopher John Lane, Matthew O'brien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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