作词 : A. Graham/N. Shebib/J. Woodward 作曲 : A. Graham/N. Shebib/J. Woodward It's like '09 in your basement And I'm in love with Nebby And I still love her but it fell through because I wasn't ready And your back hurt and your neck hurt And you smoking heavy And I sit next to you and I lecture you Because those are deadly And then you ash it and we argue About spending money on bullshit And you tell me I'm just like my father My one button, you push it Now it's, **** you, I hate you, I'll move out in a heartbeat And I leave out and you call me, you tell me that you sorry You love me and I love you And your heart hurts, mine does too And it's just words and they cut deep But it's our world, it's just us two I see painkillers on the kitchen counter I hate to see it all hurt so bad But maybe I wouldn't have worked this hard If you were healthy and it weren't so bad Uh, maybe I should walk up the street And try and get a job at the bank Cause leave it up to me, J, and Neeks We'll probably end up robbing the bank Then Wayne calls up my phone Conversation wasn't that long Gets me a flight to Houston in the morning Oh it's my time, yeah, it's on He's thinking of signing me, I come home We make a mixtape with 17 songs And almost get a Grammy off of that thing They love your son—man, that boy gone You get the operation you dreamed of And I finally send you to Rome I get to make good on my promise It all worked out, girl, we shoulda known Cause you deserve it Chorus Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Verse 2 It's like '06 in your backyard I'm in love with Jade And I'm still in love, 'cause when it's that real Is when it doesn't fade And my father living in Memphis now, he can't come this way Over some minor charges and child support That just wasn't paid, damn Boo-hoo, sad story—black American dad story Know that I'm your sister's kid But it still don't explain the love that you have for me I remember sneaking in your pool after school dances Damn, your house felt like the Hamptons For all of my summer romances I never really had no one like you man this all-new, shit Made the world I know bigger Changed the way that I viewed it Had all this fighting going on at the crib You would calm me down when I lose it Told you I think I'm done acting I'm more in touch with the music You said, either way, I'll be a star, I could go so far Talked to me, you got to me Then you'd toss the keys and loan me your car Yeah, just a young kid in a drop top Lexus hopin' that I don't get arrested Just another kid that's going through life So worried that I won't be accepted But I could do anything, you said that, and you meant that You took me places, you spent that They said no, we went back Checks bounced but we bounced back I put all the money in your accounts back And I thank you, I don't know where I'd really be without that, it worked out Man, you deserve it Chorus Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Outro: Drake's Grandmother Hi Aubrey, I'm here sitting with my son having a little talk—and he knows how to get in touch with you now, to let you know how grateful I am for your help in keeping me in this—in this comfortable place. All I can say, Aubrey, is I remember the good times we had together, and the times I used to look after you. And I still have wonderful feelings about that. So God bless you, and I hope I'll see you...
作词 : A. Graham/N. Shebib/J. Woodward 作曲 : A. Graham/N. Shebib/J. Woodward It's like '09 in your basement And I'm in love with Nebby And I still love her but it fell through because I wasn't ready And your back hurt and your neck hurt And you smoking heavy And I sit next to you and I lecture you Because those are deadly And then you ash it and we argue About spending money on bullshit And you tell me I'm just like my father My one button, you push it Now it's, **** you, I hate you, I'll move out in a heartbeat And I leave out and you call me, you tell me that you sorry You love me and I love you And your heart hurts, mine does too And it's just words and they cut deep But it's our world, it's just us two I see painkillers on the kitchen counter I hate to see it all hurt so bad But maybe I wouldn't have worked this hard If you were healthy and it weren't so bad Uh, maybe I should walk up the street And try and get a job at the bank Cause leave it up to me, J, and Neeks We'll probably end up robbing the bank Then Wayne calls up my phone Conversation wasn't that long Gets me a flight to Houston in the morning Oh it's my time, yeah, it's on He's thinking of signing me, I come home We make a mixtape with 17 songs And almost get a Grammy off of that thing They love your son—man, that boy gone You get the operation you dreamed of And I finally send you to Rome I get to make good on my promise It all worked out, girl, we shoulda known Cause you deserve it Chorus Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Verse 2 It's like '06 in your backyard I'm in love with Jade And I'm still in love, 'cause when it's that real Is when it doesn't fade And my father living in Memphis now, he can't come this way Over some minor charges and child support That just wasn't paid, damn Boo-hoo, sad story—black American dad story Know that I'm your sister's kid But it still don't explain the love that you have for me I remember sneaking in your pool after school dances Damn, your house felt like the Hamptons For all of my summer romances I never really had no one like you man this all-new, shit Made the world I know bigger Changed the way that I viewed it Had all this fighting going on at the crib You would calm me down when I lose it Told you I think I'm done acting I'm more in touch with the music You said, either way, I'll be a star, I could go so far Talked to me, you got to me Then you'd toss the keys and loan me your car Yeah, just a young kid in a drop top Lexus hopin' that I don't get arrested Just another kid that's going through life So worried that I won't be accepted But I could do anything, you said that, and you meant that You took me places, you spent that They said no, we went back Checks bounced but we bounced back I put all the money in your accounts back And I thank you, I don't know where I'd really be without that, it worked out Man, you deserve it Chorus Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something, I got you Look what you've done, look what you've done Outro: Drake's Grandmother Hi Aubrey, I'm here sitting with my son having a little talk—and he knows how to get in touch with you now, to let you know how grateful I am for your help in keeping me in this—in this comfortable place. All I can say, Aubrey, is I remember the good times we had together, and the times I used to look after you. And I still have wonderful feelings about that. So God bless you, and I hope I'll see you...
