They wasn’t with us when the jeans were bootleg Says she like chillin’ with the ooters, bootersĮating uptown all suited booted, booted, booted (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn) Probably why she like playin’ with the Cuban (Turn) ‘Cah lil’ bro went and dun him so ruthless (Suh, suh, suh, suh) Judge gave him twenty years straight, it moved me I done run through so much Scottish notes That spot so far upsuh, en-route, got no connection (Told me turn) I swear I’ve seen life from both perspectives (They told me turn, uh) Six litres flying through Epsom (Turn, turn, turn) Have you ever had your pockets empty? (Turn)īut still found the bread to afford a trenton (Turn, turn, turn) Got the dark in the blue, then we put it in the red, (Turn, turn, turn, turn) Balotelli
If it feels good, I’ma pass the penny (Suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)Īnd it still didn’t stop it, smellin’ like petty (Turn) Then we in France running out Trezeguet (One) My next one from yard love reggae (Shawty) Then he got shot, Nathan Tettey (They told me turn)
I swear he got chinged already? (They told me turn, uh) It was just under my bed and ready (Turn) How much points have the gang got? Many (One) Slow stroking ’cause the bamski way too bigĭon’t make me have to ride by high school Girls from the past that lost me, love meĮverything come full circle, word to the boss above me Nah, nah, nah, the man weren’t really that what?ġ-9-4-2, hits my system, man get way too frosty, buzzy I never even drive no whips I own so they all look way too dustyīut the man weren’t really that wassy, was he? Raemi just turned mommy and that’s my sis so I just turn Abtiįan mail came to the crib from a yute that loves me That’s just a big gyal ting, man, you get me? You know when the beef just taste like veggie?ĬC bag looks nice but the Birkin bag look way more heavy Ya man love pose with the ting for the picture Woi, four in the cliz and one in the headie With Pop Skull in Gaza but not that Gaza, but still it’s a mazza
Yeah, gyal just came to the booth and asked for a wheelĪrabic ting told me that I look like Youssef, look like Hamza Givin’ out gifts like Santa, sippin’ on SannaĬloset filled up with designer, comin’ like Panda, Panda Yo, Chubbs might jam this yute for a chainĪnd give it to a sweet one, called that Maya Jama Even if the results aren’t perfect, the experiment has become a fascinating show to watch.Only You Freestyle Lyrics – Headie One, Drake And yet the two MCs still seem interested in honing their talents for some godforsaken reason. What no one wants to admit is that the music is largely beside the point at their level of stardom. The two will be popular for as long as they continue to be in the public eye. “They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin’ me” and “A problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards/I’m startin’ to see you niggas don’t want it” are genuinely funny punchlines in otherwise serious affairs.ĭrake and Cole are in a war of attrition with their legacies. He doesn’t sound like he has more to prove, and Cole even makes time for humor, something that has often escaped him at his most ambitious. But “The Climb Back” and “Lion King on Ice” feel like a re-centering exercise instead of a commercial gambit. On the latter song, Cole returns to easier targets, rapping “I tried to warn niggas they wouldn’t last long/I hope that you see how they came and they went.” The veiled shots are likely aimed at the SoundCloud generation he tried to mentor on his last full-length album, 2018’s KOD.Īt his best, Cole is a narrator motivated by conflict and, over the years, he’s often had to create it himself if it wasn’t readily available. “The Climb Back” and “Lion King on Ice” are soul-sampling screeds that arrive on the heels of Cole getting lyrically and socially thrashed by Noname in June. In contrast, Cole’s Lewis Street EP initially seems to double down on the perception of the Fayetteville rapper as elderly curmudgeon wagging his finger from his platinum porch. There’s a sense that he’s trying to evolve in real time, letting fans see the seams of his interests. He raps in a UK accent that dissolves into Arabic, which was quickly mocked by fans concerned the Toronto rapper said, “baby you and I are the shittiest,” because he couldn’t correctly pronounce the words. Drake begins the song with a comical threat - “Chubbs might jam this yute for a chain” (in laymen’s terms: his friend Chubbs will steal your chain) - and ends the verse by threatening to beat up some high school kids (it might be a metaphor, who knows at this point). Over the haunting M1OnTheBeat production, Drake raps on, before, and behind the beat. “Only You Freestyle” features Drake delivering his clumsiest and hardest verse in years, somehow simultaneously.