Drake ft. Nickelus F - AM 2 PM [lyrics][HQ] скачать видео бесплатно

off of Room for Improvement Mixtape

[NICKELUS F]

Yo I wake up every mornin shower gather ma belongings

Yo I wake up every mornin shower gather my belongings

Head to work, stop, get some breakfast cuz, still a nigga yawnin

From tha night befo'

At the club

I was up

I'm tryna live

Only 22 ma nig

Bout ta be 23 ya dig

Yo I wake up every mornin shower gather my belongings

Head to work, stop, get some breakfast cuz, still a nigga yawnin

From tha night befo'

At the club

I was up

I'm tryna live

Only 22 ma nig

Bout ta be 23 ya dig

Time don't wait for nunna us, thas why I gotta chase my dreams

Make ma mama proud so she can show of all her pearly teeth

And be half the man ma dad was

I think God he was in my life

I realized how many DJs rhyme wit beef inside

Either I, needa make dis music work, Or move off the Earth

I'm preachin fire, needa choir, bouta take u all to church

Ma congregation bombed da nation wit dis Hip Hop

We in tha race, ma fame blowin past da pit stops

I heard da prize was some chicks and a wrist watch

And all yaw gotta do is go to jail or get shot!

Yea, Nick I be, neva get popped

How we gonna get pop fans? give 'em a quick shot

Now I get ya chick hot wit ma wrist watch

Yea shawty drip drop when da tick tock

Itz kinda sick huh?

Ay Drake, put a end to all da bickerin and tell dem niggaz dis is NICK spot

They don't keep it fresh enough I got it ziplocked

Saran wrap, anthrax, itz kinda sick huh?

I'm hot as fire wanna put me out wit piss huh?!

Reach to do it and realized his dick stuck

[CHORUS]

It ain't as easy as it looks

We go thru some shit

You cut us a check

Then we go thru some hits

And you show us respect

Den we'll say you legit

And dis is da life dat I lead from AM to PM

I'm tryna get dat cash

Den watch how tall it grows

Soon as we get da ass

We start callin em hoes

The concept u don't grasp

I'm guess you too old

and dis is da life dat I lead from AM to PM

[DRAKE]

Ayyo I stay up every evenin write dat shit dat dey believe in

DJs run and they approach me and it's praise I be receivin

From da night befo

At tha club

Fake ID, ma record spin

Got me dancin right outside since these niggas won't let me in

Well guess again

Slip around da back and get it crackin

All tha bottles wrapped in cellophane

And party where da best have been

100 Grand, Nickel F

Dat nigga's da next to win

Virginia gon rep for him

And Memphis represent for me

To da 10th degree

Tennekee, T dot to da Country yall

Orange Manor, White Haven, and back up north to Montreal

I ain't ashamed

Ma City ain't on da map

People get a little bit'a light dat fire

Realize dey ain't wanna rap

So they give it up and they pass that torch

Sell they soul

For enough dough to give Cash and Storch

Maybe it'll bring they career back

But these niggas right here ain't tryna heard that

Cuz i'm on set, Nick @ work

Break even on 9-to-5

Cigarettes and Lotto tickets, tryna keep that grind alive

All ma uncles, they hit the casinos when they get they check

Ma cousins, they paint they slabz and pop pistols to get respect

This can't be life

Dominos and chiefin dro and 20 stacks

Single mothers phonin Cheaters just to get they honeys back

Purple drink and trips Kroger just to get they Money stacks

Rest in peace to Skummy, this reality not funny rap

You think itz funny til these (iono WHAT he's sayin), pull da jackrabbit out

And get da screamin WHERE DA MONEY AT!?

[CHORUS]

It ain't as easy as it looks

We go thru some shit

You cut us a check

Then we go thru some hits

And you show us respect

Den we'll say you legit

And dis is da life dat I lead from AM to PM

I'm tryna get dat cash

Den watch how tall it grows

Soon as we get da ass

We start callin em hoes

The concept u don't grasp

I'm guess you too old

and dis is da life dat I lead from AM to PM