THATS JUST HOW I FEEL

Drake

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Look, beats like this will make me feel like my soul's free
They pay me to speak from the heart, they think that my soul's free
All of them summers is slappers, baby, you owe me
For real
Probably would slow me down if I carry my trophies
Maybe, when no one's around, I'll rap like the old me
I used to put chains on all of the necks of my broskis, my OGs
Yeah, and now that I remember, I took the chains and I broke free
I wonder how long I'll be at the top if they don't kill me
I wonder how long it'll take 'em to count out two thousand million (aha, like that?)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I made way too much in a week
Must be two hundred fifty at least
Like that money just grew off a tree
Like the money just came in illegal
Yeah, what?

That's just how I feel, yeah
That's just how I–

And I love when they talkin' a way
They've been talkin' since 2008
I do tricks with the money and fame
Give it to you, then take it away

That's just how I feel, yeah
That's just how I–

And I went and bought a whip for my brother
Same body, but two different colors
And I might just help Kai get another
Small price 'cause he kept it one hundred
Yeah, yeah
Shout out to Kiki, she love me
Promise me, we don't talk about money
Big steppin' in whatever country
Eighteen years where we haven't been restin'
Five years and you rappers turned dusty
And you old niggas think you can touch me?
Whenever y'all fall out of love with me, ayy, yeah
Yeah

Guess that's how y'all feel, yeah
Guess that's how y'all–

And I really did fuck up the summer
Not the same way I fucked up last summer
Got my wrists goin' dumber and dumber
Got my chains goin' dumber and dumber (for real, yeah)

And I made way too much in a week
Must be two hundred fifty at least
Like that money just grew off a tree
Like the money just came in illegal
Yeah, what?

That's just how I feel, yeah

That's just how I feel, yeah, yeah
That's just how I–

Can you come put me to sleep?
I swear Baka, without you I'm weak
'Cause the words we be sayin': Are deep
But the truth is, I'm not always free, for real
Yeah, yeah
That's just how I–
When I come back from tour this fall
Will you really had saved it for me
You just text me, like: Oui-oui-oui-oui
We in Paris like two hundred deep, for real, yeah
Yeah
And Muhammed, she stand on my knee
Like, how long you been runnin' these streets? For real, yeah
Yeah
And my broski just redid his hairline, now he here fuckin' the same hoes as me, for real, yeah

That's just how I feel, yeah
That's just how I–

And I love when they talkin' a way
They've been talkin' since 2008
I do tricks with the money and fame
Give it to you, then take it away, for real, yeah

That's just how I feel, yeah
That's just how I–

And I went and bought a whip for my brother
Same body, but two different colors
Yeah, yeah
That's just how I feel