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[Intro: Drake] Yeah I stay down with my day one *** and
we in the club screaming
[Hook] No new friends, no new friends, no new friends,
no, no new Still here with my day one ***, so you
hear me say No new friends, no new friends, no new friends,
no, no new I still ride with my day one ***, I don't
really need No new friends, no new friends, no new friends,
no, no new I stay down from day one so I say
*** all y'all *** except my *** *** all y'all *** except my ***
One more time *** all ya'll *** except my ***
*** all ya'll ***, stay down from day one so I say
(*** a fake friend, where your real friends at? Started!)
[Verse 1: Drake] Man this *** so ill that we had to restart
it H-town my second home like I'm James Harden
Money counter go burrr when you sellin' out the Garden
Four car garage, pornstar ménage Birdman go brrr cause he know this *** retarded
*** her on the floor before we make it to the bed
That's what your *** really call started from the bottom, yes lord
OVO Sound man I'm proud of my *** Knew that we would make it never doubted my
*** All my *** love me
If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you ***
Aye that's luxury dawg, day one *** man ya'll stuck with me dawg
Ever since Youtube *** been calling me the leader of the new school
*** with me dawg, yeah
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross] Your *** all in my photographs, ho ***
got hate for me Big homies all certified, nothing *** gon'
take from me Follow codes, study game, feed fam *** ***
fame All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes
keep tiptoeing Down in Turks and Caicos, dope boy that's
my dress code All I hug is blood ***, Khaled that's my
flesh tho All I want is love ***, money bring that
stress tho Smoke good I love life, strip club like erry
night Every night my same ***, day one, straight
menace (Rozay!)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Ugh, I'm here with my ***, I'm too high
to be friendly They throw dirt on my name, well that's why
they still dig me And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank
God for my patience I thank God for my homies, I wish we could
trade places *** we good-fellas, boy all them ***
with you they just pall bearers And if we ball catch us, remember sip slow,
live fast Young Money, stay young
I been Cash Money since day one Tunechi
[Hook]
[Outro: Future] *** all y'all *** except my ***
*** them other *** cuz' I'm down for my ***