Текст песни 6PM In New York (Bonus Track) - Drake
Yeah,
oh
you
gotta
love
it
Oh
you
got,
oh
you
gotta
love
it
I
heard
it
circulated,
let's
get
to
the
bottom
of
it
I
told
1da
send
me
something
and
I
got
it
coming
Somehow
always
rise
above
it
Why
you
think
I
got
my
head
in
the
clouds
on
my
last
album
cover?
The
game
is
all
mine
and
I'm
mighty
possessive
Lil
Wayne
could
not
have
found
him
a
better
successor
Every
shot
you
see
them
take
at
me?
They
all
contested
Allen
Iverson
shoe
deal,
these
niggas
all
in
question
Last
night
I
went
to
sleep,
wanted
more
Tried
to
decide
what
direction
I
should
go
towards
Some
nights
I
wish
I
could
go
back
in
life
Not
to
change
shit,
just
to
feel
a
couple
things
twice
28
at
midnight,
wonder
what's
next
for
me
Longevity,
wonder
how
long
they'll
check
for
me
Prolly
forever
if
I
stay
in
my
zone
I
speak
on
this
generation
but
can't
change
it
alone
I
heard
a
lil
lil
homie
talking
reckless
in
Vibe
Quite
a
platform
you
chose,
you
shoulda
kept
it
inside
Oh
you
tried,
it's
so
childish
calling
my
name
on
the
world
stage
You
need
to
act
your
age
and
not
your
girl's
age
It
gets
worse
by
the
annual
my
career's
like
a
how
to
manual
So
I
guess
it's
understandable
man
Oh
you
gotta
love
it,
you
gotta
love
it
cheer
I
know
rappers
that
call
Paparazzi
to
come
and
get
'em
To
show
they
outfits
off,
guess
they
need
the
attention
I
remember
when
it
used
to
be
music
that
did
it
But
then
again
times
have
changed
man,
who
are
we
kiddin'?
I'm
managed
by
my
friends
that
I
grew
up
with
I'd
rather
give
that
15%
to
people
I
fuck
with
If
me
and
Future
hadn't
made
it
with
this
rappin'
We
prolly
be
out
in
Silicon
tryna
get
our
billions
on
But
here
we
are,
yeah
Lately
I
feel
the
haters
eatin'
away
at
my
confidence
They
scream
out
my
failures
and
whisper
my
accomplishments
Bitches
alter
my
message
like
we
have
words
And
stories
bout
my
life
hit
the
net
like
a
bad
serve
Bitter
women
I'm
overtextin'
are
PMSing
crazy
this
year
Fuckin'
with
my
image
I've
been
tryna
reach
to
you
so
I
can
save
'em
this
year
Fuck
it
I
guess
I
gotta
wait
til
next
year
And
I
heard
someone
say
something
that
stuck
with
me
a
lot
Bout
how
we
need
protection
from
those
protectin'
the
block
Nobody
lookin'
out
for
nobody
Maybe
we
should
try
and
help
somebody
or
be
somebody
Instead
of
bein'
somebody
that
makes
the
news
So
everybody
can
tweet
about
it
And
then
they
start
to
RIP
about
it
And
four
weeks
later
nobody
even
speaks
about
it
Damn,
I
just
had
to
say
my
peace
about
it
Oh
you
gotta
love
it
But
they
scared
of
the
truth
so
back
to
me
showin'
out
in
public
That's
a
hot
subject
I've
been
whippin'
Mercedes
and
nigga
try
to
budget
I
gotta
make
it
back
to
Memphis
to
check
on
my
cousins
Shout
out
to
Ashley,
Biama,
Julia,
Ericka,
Southern
America
Part
of
my
heritage,
pardon
my
arrogance,
part
in
my
hair
again
That's
that
comeback
flow,
comeback
flow
Once
I
start
it's
apparent
I
wanted
a
girl
whose
ass
is
so
big
that's
partly
embarrassin'
But
fuck
all
the
blushin'
and
fuck
your
discussions
And
fuck
all
the
judgement
Your
content
so
aggressive
lately,
what's
irkin'
you?
Shit
is
gettin'
so
personal
in
your
verses
too
I
wanna
prove
that
I'm
number
one
over
all
these
niggas
Bein'
number
two
is
just
being
the
first
to
lose
My
city
dictated
music,
nobody
seein'
us
Winter
here
already
but
somehow
I'm
heatin'
up
Been
observin'
the
game
and
felt
like
I've
seen
enough
Let's
drop
a
tape
on
these
niggas
then
we'll
see
what's
up
Yea,
boy
you
rappin'
like
you
seen
it
all
You
rappin'
like
the
throne
should
be
the
three
of
ya'll
Best
I
Ever
Had
seems
like
a
decade
ago
Decadent
flow
and
I
still
got
a
decade
to
go
Oh
please,
take
at
ease,
where's
the
love
and
the
peace
Why
you
rappin'
like
you
come
from
the
streets?
I
got
a
backyard
where
money
seems
to
come
from
the
trees
And
I'm
never
ever
scared
to
get
some
blood
on
my
leaves
Phantom
slidin'
like
the
shit
just
hit
a
puddle
of
grease
I
cook
the
beef
well
done
on
the
double
with
cheese
Special
order
for
anybody
that's
comin'
for
me
Shit
you
probably
flinch
if
somebody
sneeze
You
see
they
got
me
back
talkin
like
it's
just
40,
Oli,
and
me
Cuttin'
all
loose
ends,
I
be
the
barber
for
free
I'm
almost
at
four
minutes
going
off
on
the
beat
Feel
like
I'm
in
the
Malibu
that
had
the
cloth
on
the
seats
Man,
oh
you
gotta
love
it
Yea
And
on
top
of
that
it's
getting
harder
to
eat
Rappers
downgrading
houses
Putting
cars
on
the
lease
To
think
labels
said
they
had
a
problem
marketing
me
And
now
it's
everybody
else
that's
getting
hard
to
believe
Man,
oh
you
gotta
love
it
Yeah!
And
head
to
toe
I'm
Prada
covered
I
know
your
girl
well,
just
not
in
public
Blame
the
city,
I'm
a
product
of
it
Young
nigga
from
the
city
You
gotta
love
it
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1 Legend
2 Energy
3 10 Bands
4 Company
5 6PM In New York (Bonus Track)
6 Jungle
7 You & The 6
8 Company
9 Now & Forever
10 6 Man
11 Used To
12 Used To
13 Wednesday Night Interlude
14 Preach
15 6PM In New York
16 6 God
17 No Tellin'
18 Know Yourself
19 Madonna
20 Company
21 Wednesday Night Interlude
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