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Champagne Poetry
Drake
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I love you, I love you, I love you,
Until I, until I–
I love you, I love you, I love you,
Until I find the only words I know that you–

I been hot since the birth of my son,
I remain unphased, trust, worse has been done.
Man, fuck evaluation, show me personal funds!
It's the pretty boys versus the petty boys,
Sold that already, got a whole new set of toys,
Shit is so surreal, Drizzy Drake, you better enjoy,
Nothing else bigger than the OVO letterman boys,
Cashmere knits for the nighttime boat rides,
Oli got the first еdition parked up roadside,
The only sign of struggling is comin' from thosе guys,
I'm tryna just relate what I can see through my own eyes.
And nothing tell the truth like the eyes will,
Lived so much for others, don't remember how I feel,
Friends that hide places and friends that I hide still,
Still managed to moonwalk straight through a minefield.
And then I'll come back to tell you how that feels,
Built this house for us all, pain in my back still
You niggas gassed up, you couldn't pay the

I love you, I love you, I love you,
Until I, until I–
I love you, I love you, I love you,
Until I find the only words I know that you–

Champagne poetry, these are the effortless flows,
Supposedly something else is controllin' me,
Under a picture lives some of the greatest quotes from me,
Under me I see all the people that claim they over me.
And above me I see nobody.
I'd have to be dead for them to say that you took it from me,
The twenty percent of you that we own is my tootsie's money,
Nigga, I'm wildin' with your bread, you owe it to me,
CJ grab racks out the bag and throw it to me,
They don't want a problem with the boy, but it's goin' to be,
Trust in my brothers is as strong as I know it should be,
Future sign the contracts, he don't even show it to me,
I don't have to second-guess nothing with no one I love,
'Bout to build a second guest house 'cause we growin' too much,
Thing I got to scale the love back 'cause

I need you, I need you, I need you,
I need to make you see
What you mean to me,
Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean.

Yeah! Oh!
Heavy day, for real.
Yeah!
Yeah!

The city's on fire and people are in denial,
Charges bein' laid, but we'll see what they do with trial,
I'm callin' this shit from now,
Sweetheart deals that the judges been handin' down.
I haven't been able to see family for a while,
That shit is wearin' me out,
I used to hide my pain in Delilah behind the bar 'tll my niggas carried me out,
And if money's all I need in my grave, then bury me now.
I know I tend to talk about how I got a fortune on me,
But with that comes the politics the city been forcin' on me,
Man, I can't even RIP and show my remorse to the homie,
Know I carry the guilt of the city's misfortune on me,
I even got the cleaning staff plottin' extortion on me,
My parents divorce is on me,
My therapist's voice is makin' the choices for me,
And I always censor myself 'cause no matter what, they reportin' on me,
The pressure is weighin' on me,
Career is goin' great, but now the rest of me is fadin' slowly,
My soulmate is somewhere out in the world just waitin' on me,
My chef got the recipe for disaster bakin' slowly,
My heart feel vacant and lonely, but still
I'm makin' the most of this shit and more,
Every single move is like rollin' dice on the board,
Seen too many brothers get twenty-five from the boys,
I'd rather see all of 'em get twenty-five from the Lord,
And if the last negotiation made you pay me twenty-five,
Well, this is the perfect time to give me twenty-five more,
I'm bigger now than before,
Co-parent of the year, we figured out a rapport,
No fair what Drizzy made on the second leg of the tour,
How could anybody tell you the truth when they misinformed?
How the niggas turnin' up with you turned you in for rewards?
How the *** do we manage to win everything but awards?
Windows of opportunity, let me go through the doors,
This the part where I don't ever say "Pardon me" anymore,
This the part where I'ma find a new part of me to explore,
This the part where all my partners know what we in it for,
This the part where we gon' throw us a party after the war,
And if the last negotiation had you feeling outta pocket,
Well, this is perfect time that I empty them shits for sure.
You owe that shit to the boy, yeah!

I love you, I love you, I love you,
(What you mean to me)
I need to make you, ooh!

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