Scriptures

By Drake

Released on November 12, 2009

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[Verse 1]

Look, here we go

The first time around

I left the cars at the house and I put the diamonds down

Them things come and they go its about the rhyming now

Im seeing it clearer the season is nearer

And still I must change

Im like a broken bill

Conservative for the most but I'm outspoken still

They not sure of the work but they all hoping he'll

Emerge to victor my words are pictures

And guess the colours so loud that you heard my scripture

With 4 walls give me the right brush and I draw all

I promise I've been thinking before y'all

I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired

And you accomplish in a week what I'm daily required

I meet quotas while you rappers having sleep-overs

Spending nights in the studio trying to beat Hova

Be in the throne instead of being your own

But Look


[Verse 2]

I'm making moves in my city so

My ex girls wanna be up in the video

They ex girls is steady tryin to get with me though

Important and vital I'm caught in a cycle

This is all I know

And yes I know it well

I try to explain it, my effort comes to no avail

I'm from the place where they release records and no one sells

And still they claim king nigga its the same thing

All day long

But thats a screw face

Rappers befriend you at first but really they two faced

Hoping they slip and trip over your own shoelace

Thats why I tuck em in not giving a fuck again

D.R.A. you add a K.E

A couple mill and you labels cannot play me

I never go broke I'm far from a flash in the pan

I am a passionate man, plan it with cash in my hand

Uh


[Verse 3]

I got few days left

But I'mma make use of every single one until every singles done

Until every record is sold, and every string is strung

Tell me take a breather Drake and everything will come

Dog its always been the same

Its all love like no score in a tennis game

For the son of Dennis James

Owner of the city downtown on a Friday

Streets behind me like I took a picture in the driveway

I roll down strips and hose down whips

That when turtle wax up they would close down Richmond

With no down shifting

Haters would say I'm adequate

Think I got the type of flow that would make an addict quit

21 years I've been pimping since being

Repurchased trap music 4 times since then

Seamless transition I'm the new fresh prince

Getting pennies for my thoughts

So I put my two cents in

Top of the morning I am dropping the coin in

Plus I'm changing the game

You hear me swapping the joint in

They put the fires out and bring the buyers out

And try and box us all together before they buy us out

If they profit from the events we handing flyers out

Then we profit from the attempts to hand desires out

But rich is how we all ending up

I'm at the label in the elevator send them up