Drake – 7am On Bridle Path

Download another hot new mp3 free audio song lyrics by Drake and this amazing music is titled “7am On Bridle Path”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his newly released album which is titled ‘Certified Lover Boy’.

 

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Lyrics

 

[Intro]

Yeah (Go Squad)

Ayy

Look

 

[Verse]

I wish everyone could tell me exactly what they need from me

The first second they speak to me, I’m not with all the secrecy

Secretly beefin’ me behind closed doors

But playin’ it peacefully for the streets to see

My nigga, have some decency

Don’t move like a puto

Could at least keep it a buck like Antetokounmpo

I made north of the border like Vito Rizzuto

Throwin’ parties in Miami, they lovin’ us mucho

With the ho ratio, I’m like David Caruso

Thеre’s a mad shortage of peoplе givin’ me kudos

I been doin’ this since T-Pain was pourin’ us Nuvo

You tell ’em I run the country, they’ll say, “True, though”

Papi chulo, grippin’ culo

And I got the flows niggas steal like boot toes

You boys reachin’ new lows

Lettin’ me take the rap for that Casper the Ghost shit

While you findin’ all of the loopholes

You niggas move too cold

See the watch collection and assume I got time

‘Cause of the ruby rose two-tone

Or switch it to the one I call “R.I.P. Nipsey”

‘Cause I swear to God the bezel got sixty of them blue stones

Maybe I’m gettin’ too stoned

Calacatta marble for my tombstone

Here lies a nigga that never lied in his new song

Or any of his old songs

They sing them shits like folk songs

Kumbaya, boom-ba-ye

Know the owl stay on me

Bad bitches tryna come through and lay on me

Tryna get the earl grey on me

But I ain’t really into talkin’ names

Only tee you’re getting from me is one for the walk of shame

Heart is on my sleeve and my body is in the hall of fame

High fashion and my life is full of climaxes

And my wishes come true without blowin’ eyelashes

Up in ‘Bron crib, fishbowl wineglasses

That’s how we passin’ time

Hundred thousand on the line

At the table prayin’ banker shows a natural nine

It never happens half the time

My losing nights are still a vibe

That’s the things I accept

You over there in denial, we not neck and neck

It’s been a lot of years since we seen you comin’ correct

Man, fuck a “Respectfully,” I just want my respect

They tried to label me mean, I say what I mean

People that could’ve stayed on the team

They played in-between

Clouds is hanging over you now, ’cause I’m reigning supreme

Some of these niggas say what they mean, it ain’t what it seems

Had to pull my niggas out the mud like I’m trainin’ Marines

You niggas hot to them little kids, you ain’t famous to me

Told you I’m aimin’ straight for the head, not aiming to please

I could give a fuck about who designing your sneakers and tees

Have somebody put you on a Gildan, you play with my seed

Trust me, there’s some shit you really gotta come see to believe

That’s why your people not believers, they all leavin’ ya

That’s why you buyin’ into the hype that the press feedin’ ya

You know the fourth level of jealousy is called media

Isn’t that an ironic revelation?

Give that address to your driver, make it your destination

‘Stead of just a post out of desperation

This me reachin’ the deepest state of my meditation

While you over there tryna impress the nation

Mind’s runnin’ wild with the speculation

Why the fuck we peacemakin’, doin’ the explanations

If we just gon’ be right back in that bitch without hesitation?

But let me digress on behalf of the association

I’ll play it cool with you, then mark a nigga like Copenhagen

See, they gettin’ loose with the line like open cages

In the La Ferrari, my emotions racin’, dancin’ out a condo, ocean bathin’

Niggas textin’ “Bro,” but we are not of no close relation

I was down to give these niggas credit, but hold the payment

Somehow I’m the greatest in the game, to my own amazement

The greatest in the world, there’s no debatin’

You boys ’bout to wheel me to defeat like we rollerbladin’

Far as the Drake era, man, we in the golden ages

Look at the total wages

And look at the heroes fallin’ from grace in their older ages

If we talkin’ top three, then you been slidin’ to third like stolen bases

Toss around Rollies with frozen faces

They used to tell me back in the day, “Boy, you’re going places”

Never understood where I could really take it

[Outro]

Yeah