Omertà Lyrics - Drake

Look at my history 

I'm tryna see what's different from that guy and the richer me 

The only thing I see is custom owls from Tiffany 

And some gunnas that'll hit you outta nowhere like epiphany 

Really, that's it to me 

Aside from the obvious, man, it changes in scenery 

Testin' me gon' have my niggas testin' machinery 

They say that they happy, my man, that's not how they seem to be 

The boy, he wild and peaceful, rest in peace Teena Marie 

Ethics and values, mob traditions, old fashioned 

Monopoly action 

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Bronny buyin' up Brentwood like he still in Akron 

A lot of pain, a lot of passion 

A lot of relaxin' while other niggas is overreactin' 

That's how we continue down the path of Jordan and Jackson 

That's some insight for y'all even if no one's askin' 

Last year, niggas really feel like they rode on me 

Last year, niggas got hot 'cause they told on me 

I'm 'bout to call the bluff of anybody that fold on me 

I'm buyin' the buildin' of every door that closed on me 

Yeah, Loro Piana and Brioni, the one and only 

Champagne popper, the love doctor 

Your baby mother call me when she lonely 

My tailor see me twice a week, he like my homie 

Forever grateful, forever thankful 

Diamond necklace, but she wears it on her ankle 

The bitch is trendy 

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My enemies send each other the texts that they could never send me 

I'm bankin' two million a show for the residency 

Nevada gaming commission in a frenzy 

How much money can this casino lend me? 

Rippin' markers up over shots of the Henny 

Vivid memory, can someone send me a real nigga interlude? 

To me, Benihana is pigeon food 

This not a forgivin' mood 

So much, we gotta count the 20s up in a different room 

I am just a body that my brothers are livin' through 

Keepin' my connections strictly physical 

Everyone that's married is miserable 

I know that that is not a lifestyle I can give into 

The rise to the top of this mountain has been biblical 

I don't carry cash 'cause the money is digital 

It's the American Expresser, the debt collector 

Hailin' all the way from the Mecca 

Got something for Trudy and Rebecca 

This shit could last forever 

The mind controller, the Ayatollah 

I built a bridge to success and had visions of me ridin' over 

Step in the room and October gets a lot closer 

Haunted houses 

I don't know how to count in thousands, only millions 

Now tell your friends I'm not the villain 

Send 'em to Lagos or Turks and Caicos 

Barbados, Trinidad and Tobago 

Never go the same places they go 

Separate vacations 

A far cry from when Drizzy had slept in the basement 

I was never on the path to get into Cambridge 

I mean, I was good at doin' math, but I'm better with language 

Borderline dangerous, approach with caution 

I plan to buy your most personal belongings when they up for auction 

Man, truth be told, I think about it often 

The petty king, the overseer of many things 

I wish that I was playin' in a sport where we were gettin' rings 

I wouldn't have space on either hand for anything 

West Hollywood, know my presence is menacing 

Cosa Nostra, shady dealings 

Racketeering, the syndicate got they hand in plenty things 

The things that we've done to protect the name are unsettling 

But no regrets, though, the name'll echo 

Years later, none greater 

Death to a coward and a traitor, that's just in my nature, yeah