Evil Ways

歌手: Drake J. Cole • 专辑:For All The Dogs Scary Hours Edition • 发布时间:2023-11-17
作词 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Samuels/M. Mule/I. De Boni/A. Sims/C. W. Simmons Jr./D. Bradshaw
 作曲 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Samuels/M. Mule/I. De Boni/A. Sims/C. W. Simmons Jr./D. Bradshaw
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Everything good, everything pure
 Everything pure

 Yeah, I got some evil ways
 Even through the glasses, you can see the gaze
 To find your way up to the top, this shit gon' be a maze
 Vogue's swaggin', shit the way I'm runnin' Beatles' place
 Yeah, and we linkin' like we free the slaves
 I conquered hell, I walked the villain, set my feet ablaze
 My heart harder every years like sneakers that Adidas made
 I never did the VMAs, I'm not in need of praise
 All praise to the born sinners Jesus saves
 My brothers runnin' through the 6ix like the green berets
 Beefin' with a block that's five hundred feet away
 Wheel of fortune, shit, the way they say they need a K
 Nah, I only need a raise
 And it's safe to stash these Frito Lays
 Times been hard, I watched my momma  just to get Peter paid
 And now my paper folded like when teachers don't want classmates to see your grade
 Time is speedin' now, I see the grades
 Pokin' out this bear, but it's weird 'cause I feel like I ain't even age (Yeah)
 Y'all seize the rage, feet firmly planted for these precious flowers I've been handin', watch me be the vase
 Man, I'm livin' out Carlito's way
 You niggas ain't gettin' no bread, you in a keto phase
 Wisdom comin' out my mouth like some teethin' pain
 My whip used to have the seat displaced where smack DVD would play
 Zopiclone baby, I can't rest without the sleepin' aids
 Bought this nigga jewels his shit is light, that's gettin' reappraised
 I bet you see the price and you gon' be amazed
 And broski didn't do it, he like a piece of art, judge, he was framed
 Some feed the J's to receive a wage
 Coke got they nose bleedin' like the seats where you can't see the stage
 High up in arenas where they see their faves
 AKA me and drizzy Drake, we the wave
 Uh, yeah, we the wave
 Like Christian Combs with a brush in his hand wants to grease is laid
 Shit is 360 like the label deal you signed to get your people paid
 Me I got tickets like a meter maid
 And 21 my nigga like he celebrate a legal age
 Next time I get in Rose Aaliyah face
 I hope she tell her people that we need some space
 Niggas think I won't get 'em hit but like like an Indian marriage, it could be arranged
 Diss me, and you just may see us on your block like the street parade
 At the top, playin' keeper way with the crown
 Our life's an open book, come and read a page
 Drake poured a white b***h that's goin' both ways, she like the queen of spades
 I'm startin' to think their purchase fake, their weed is laced
 For thinkin' it's a game, if it's a game, these streets would be the Bushido's blade
 Razor's to his face and he ain't need a shave
 I stay out of beef, see niggas' DNA get rearranged
 I'm with Drizzy in Atlanta, so many hitters with that nigga, they could be the braves
 Young angel goin' through his demon phase
 Hard to blame 'em, Lord knows this game could be depraved
 Scary Hours undefeated, y'all should be afraid
 Yeah, y'all should be afraid
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