4pm In Calabasas Lyrics - Drake

Yeah 

All you self promoters are janky 

We established like the Yankees 

This whole fucking game thank us 

We movin' militant but somehow you the one tankin' 

No limit to where I can take it 

And you know me as a Cris bottle sender 

Check picker upper 

I thought we looked out for one another 

Saw us all as brothers in the struggle 

Too blessed to be humble 

I guess it's different in the city I come from 

All the sudden I got people showing how much they truly resent me 

They whole demeanor just spells envy 

They tryna tempt me 

The higher I get, the less they accept me 

Even had the OG's tryna press me 

Ha-ha-ha-ha 

No way out cause I'm already in it 

I'm not attending when I do a show and get a ticket 

Good business can clean millions, I got the vision 

I been had it since No Scrubs and No Pigeons 

Even back when I wasn't as poppin' 

When they told me take an R&B nigga on the road and I told 'em no and drew for Kendrick and Rocky 

I tried to make the right choices with the world watching 

"Mike never tried to rap like Pac 

Pac never tried to sing like Mike" 

Those my dad's words to me when I asked him how to make it in life 

And I always said my mother gave the greatest advice 

Look at me now, they look at me like the golden child 

Can't nobody hold me down, especially not right now 

Certain shit just too wild to reconcile 

Take that, take that no love in they heart so they fake that 

DiCaprio level the way they play that, damn nigga, what is that 

Y'all don't hear no songs then hit my phone like you did that 

And you even hit my line like where you been at 

It's always on some shit like when can I get a favor 

Or where my bitch at, like I'm about to tell you where she been at 

Costa Careyes, I got her kidnapped 

She ain't sorry and I ain't sorry, it's too late for sorry 

Green, White and Red on my body cause I'm dipped in Ferrari 

All she wanna do is get high and listen to PARTY 

She complain, I tell the driver to drop her at Barneys 

My summer diet is just Rosé and calamari 

Look now you got me started 

I'm the black sheep, rest in peace to Chris Farley 

I got a lot to lose cause in every situation 

I'm the bigger artist, always gotta play it smarter 

Y'all shook up, I'm here on the cookup 

Cameras pointing every time I look up 

That's why I gotta duck behind Chubb shoulder just to hit the Kush up 

Sponsorship dollars is sky high 

He be like, "Drake, will you please stop smoking la la?" 

Chubbs, why try, I'm a thug, I'mma die high 

Got the Rose pink tinted lenses, it's a Wednesday 

Architects takin' dimensions, they redoin' the entrance 

Yeah, redoin' the entrance 

Kinda like when you drop on some again and again shit 

And you still never quite get it 

Meantime Drizzy over there, tryna make you 

Make you dance to this, yeah I make you dance to this 

I rode big body, widebody, Calabasas road winder 

Sunshinin', waxed tires 

See Kris Jenner, I beep twice and I wave 

The rest of you boys I blow Keysh right in your face 

Pistol by my bed, I'm sleep but I'm awake 

For that one night you niggas try to reach inside my safe 

Don't push me cause I'm way too uneasy nowadays 

These guys move so greasy nowadays 

I tell you my life and y'all don't believe me when I say it 

Save my stories for down the line, I'm too ahead of the curve every time 

Just total the hits and see what you find 

You SWV cause you weak and I'm always always on your mind 

Yeah 

And we can't stop 

Make you dance to this 

I'mma make you One Dance to this 

A-ha-ha-ha-ha 

Bod breed bod bwoi 

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