Drake Before Drake Lyrics

They made me feel like I was Drake… before Drake

I'm from the bottom… that's where I stay

They showed fake love… right to my face

I became that boy now these niggas wanna' hate

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like

Niggas holding on to grudges

They be mad cause' these bitches know me

And I know only God can judge us

But they gon' respect how I treat my shawty

You would think I stomped out a nigga'

But my shoes already bloody

Niggas keep dying over pussy

I'm chasing a bag like it's running from me

They be blowing it fast, they don't want the money

Shorty shaking that ass, so they keep it coming

Wonder why it don't last niggas funny

I been stabbed in the back I seen it coming

Now they see me winning, who gon' take from me?

You ain't gotta' gas, you ain't gotta' love it

Don't do me no favors, I got the budget

They know who to play with, ain't gotta' tuck it

I'ma real nigga, everything get addressed when I peep it

I'ma demon, ya' better believe it

Getting Chicken, you broke niggas beefin'

Mention my name, only way that we speaking

And that be the reason they bring it up

Just say what you need, I might come in the clutch

Cause' hating on me only keeping you stuck

With yo' bitch tryin' creep and she leaving with us

They made me feel like I was Drake… before Drake

I'm from the bottom… that's where I stay

They showed fake love… right to my face

I became that boy now these niggas wanna' hate

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like

I had to change a lot of my ways cause' I used to pray and sin on the side

Think it's a game until they get played, the rules never change, they think it's a lie

Niggas be lame, they wanna' be brave, I'll visit ya' grave, do you wanna' die?

You know the name, and we ain't the same, I'm tryina' get paid, and you wonder why

Cause' being broke, that don't hit bro

Need a big bag full of Grippo's

Tryina' go platinum like Sisqo

Keep these diamonds dancing like a strip show

Wifey showed me how to get mo'

Still feel the dick, that's why she tip toe

Fly shit like a missile

Boy it's in the genes like a lint roll

But listen bro, if we gon' kick it my nigga then you better know karate…

Cause' if we run into them people, you better know somebody…

Somebody who cuttin' that check, you will never be broke around me

But if you come at my neck, I'ma lose all respect, you gon' know nun' hoe about me!

They made me feel like I was Drake… before Drake

I'm from the bottom… that's where I stay

They showed fake love… right to my face

I became that boy now these niggas wanna' hate

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like

They made me

They made me feel like

They made me feel like