DRAKE - Closer Lyrics

Feat. Andreena Mill

Yeah I remember me and D used to talk ‘bout this kind of stuff all the time
Like what it's gonÂ’ be like when you get closer to your dreams
I didn't know much then but, probably tell you a lil' somethin' now

Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the patrãn had to get poured quickly
Ex girl stripping
I can't stop her
New girl tripping but I can't drop her
Cuz I need somethin' to balance out the fact
That it's hard to find a woman when you talented and black
When you hollering at labels
And they silencinÂ’ you back
Cuz you fail to thoroughly discuss some violence in your track
Well, gunshot for the young yeah own and see
See there's everybody else then there's one top loner
First place is often the worst place
But fuck it I love in here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in their making the worst face
Surrounded by Filipinos I think of the worst case
Watch blue and green diamonds I call it the earth face
I'm getting your cake I tell you how yo dessert taste
I get a dessert plate
Y'all eat pedigree as a meal
I've been Uriel for some years it's better being Jaleel
Though I rock lean snap it's better being this real
It's better driving a car with the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light saying tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gonna see
In the club with a model spilling drinks on me
Give me 20 in the tank on 3
I'm in the Range bumping Keysha Cole
Singing off key like
I'mma spare y'all
Why you wanna judge me?
I ainÂ’t ever compare y'all
City is mine
I know it cuz I'm there y'all
It ain't even started I'm really tryna prepare y'all
Spring '07 second quarter I'm droppinÂ’
With or without a label man I'm committed to popping
And take over the summer
Tour to tour IÂ’m hoppin'
I'mma meet a lot of women I'mma do a lot of shoppin'
Really no other option
Spend a lot of money just to make it back
Anybody did this in a song I don't take it back
Same rappers that's all in your face saying Drake is wack
Are checking my availability just to make a track
I promise mama
I'mma do it cuz I know I put you through it (I know I put you through it babe)
And I just want you to sit around with ya friends at at dinner table
And say "my baby's famous and I know it"
And it wasn't nothin' to it
I've drawn it and drew it 'til the pen was out of fluid
The ballpoint run out
Then all joints come out classic
Rappers are fake we can all point one out

I'd like to introduce you to the first lady of the ATF (ahh)

Closer to my dreams I'm getting higher
Yeah man
How I feel it in my sleep(Singing to it babe)
I said I'm gettin' higher, yeah
And closer to my dreams, yeah
Sometimes it feels like I'll never move on
Closer to my dreams

I took a plane to Hawaii with D
And we was tripping off of the speed at which life progressed
From meeting with Trey in Atlanta to doing a cameo in his video
Which made everything right with X
Too many records and not enough shows
For too many rappers and not enoughÂ…well
You can fill the blank in
They tryna be the best
Just tryna place in the ranking
Day care play pen drop out
To grade 10 drop out
To summer '05 with the grey Benz drop out
Charcoal Charger
Racing through back streets
On my Craig David shit the Arthurs Dodger
I told her I'mma
About to get my run on so hold the commas
Times changed now I'm older mama
And these niggas ain't solid they fold in drama
And that's the realest shit I ever wrote
A compilation of mental thoughts that I never note
And hi, haters
I'm back off of hiatus
How ya album doing?
I'm getting cake off of my latest
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime, wintertime, dinnertime, anytime
Bet I am the nigga in my town when I arrive home

Yeah one more time before we turn the lights out ladies and gentleman
(Sing it to' em Andreena)


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