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8 Out of 10

by Drake

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Too rich for who? Y'all just got rich again Who grips the mic and likes to kill they friends? I've never been the type to make amends If shit was at a eight we like to, we like to, we like to Yeah, if shit was at a eight we like to make it ten 1da sent this in, I'm goin' up all the way I don't like to talk when there's nothin' else left to say Drizzy 'bout to drop, the game is in disarray I'd tell you hear me out but we both know end of the day Your sister is pressin' play Your trainer is pressin' play Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey, your wifey I gotta breathe in real deep when I catch a attitude I got a whole nother level that I can tap into Max said they only bless when they attached to you The only deadbeats is whatever beats I been rappin' to And the product is still the best, though It's only good in my city because I said so Just to fit the estate man, I had to Copperfield like presto, voilà, tada Never a matter of "could I," or "should I?" Kiss my son on the forehead then kiss your ass goodbye As luck would have it I've settled into my role as the good guy I guess luck is on your side I guess luck is on your side All sevens, no sixes, rest easy, get some shut eye Hold on, hold up But I miss makin' 'em pay Helipad from Will Smith crib straight to the stage Three Forum shows, but I played Staples today The neighborhood is smokey, y'all stay safe in this place Drizzy 'bout to drop, the game is in disarray I'd tell you hear me out but we both know end of the day Your niggas is pressin' play Your nanny is pressin' play Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey, your wifey Had to go and hit reset, now we here I been on top for three sets of three years I can't be around the niggas you minglin' with I can't fly if I can't sit on the wing of this shit Try to pay it less mind They been keepin' tabs on me like I'm payin' next time I think I sense a little fear from the other side White vans parked across the street, real subtle guys Yeah, never a matter of "could I," or "should I?" Kiss my mom on the forehead, then kiss your ass goodbye As luck would have it I've settled into my role as the good guy I guess luck is on your side I guess luck is on your side All sevens, no sixes, rest easy, get some shut eye Hold on, hold up But I (haha) Hahaha, I can't argue with you No! You mad! Look at you! You mad! You big mad (hahaha) I'm happy! Leave me alone! I just want some money A lot of money I don't get paid to argue with you No! Who is you? You ain't nobody You mad!

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