Drake Feat. Jay-Z - Light It Up | Текст песни

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• Drake Feat. Jay-Z
• Light It Up

Life is what you make it
They say time is money
If that`s the case
I don`t neither for your broke ass

Life is such a dark image that
i can`t dream
i used to give this hard visions,
in my near teens
Yea I`m getting dirty money,
but my hands clean
Making money strech, ben frank
pull a ham string
Another get rirch quick hair brain scheme
Just so we can shine like sterling
Time goes on, consider me the new guy
Walking in the office, brief case
and a new tie
Rocky is the flyest on the banner
when i cruise by
(how fly is he) the motherfucker too fly
Shit change mane, act yo age not
your shoe size
Last of the dying breed, the game
go her tubes tied
Niggas selling true lies, I`m all
about the mula
Stressfull, so every now and then i gotta woo sah
Bout to turn it up, see i`m not hot
as fuckin` july
Smooth suede shoes, i`m busta
rhymes yelling "woo hah!!!"!
Snacks on the menu, it`s best we continue
Asap turn up events in the venue
And these fucking critics to their
bast to offend you
They don`t care about your dress,
and you veteran credentials
Motherfuck em` all, motherfuck em` all
We only shop boutiques, like motherfuck a mall
And i`m bright as stars, fresh as
death in these mcqueens
My outfit is deceased, alexander
rest in peace and i`m gone

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