drake ☆ Drake – Heat Of The Moment

(Verse)

Grindmode til the death of me

I hope you niggas know that I will never leave

Inebriated killa, I don’t carry heat

Waiting on my detox but doc gave a recipe

So here I am cooking like these white folks

Next to Don P tryna call me like a life coach

You talk slick – my anger gets the best of me

Doofy choppas, next coofy rockers next to Puerto Ricans

I ain’t Drake but I’m breakin hoes over weekends

The flow’s peakin, damn near blowin speakers

I live in the moment, we first heard ether

My verse fever, your song whack me more rever

I’m in this shit til they throwin mean parades

Intercourse a woman name Cherrey, I know for one day

Forgive me, I’m a bragger, I don’t give a fuck

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