Yeah, grratYeah, damnI feel like John Wick, empty clipsYeah, empty clipsYeah, empty clipsShell cases scatter the floor, bulletsThey shatter the glassI could feel the tension in this roomLike a chatter in classEveryday breakin' records, shit is just happening fastThat shit was a quick switch, yeahI feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick bitchSo many shots fired, I need me a clip switchI'm in that fuckin' bag right now I'm a lipstickSabbatical in Miami, this shit was holisticMan, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tickAnd now that rapper broke as fuck, that boy statisticEmpty clips, yeahEmpty clipsI'm almost expressionlessJohn Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrestlе withPlay 'bout the fact I was born a perfectionistStill can't еven wrap my mind around the success of thisPoint me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionistI really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortlessI put so much thought into the messagesIt's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' withWhite America say I'm becoming a threatBlack America love to remind me what my mama look likeAs if I'd ever fuckin' forgetI'm never enoughMuch to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeahThere's too much treasure to huntThere's too many hoes in the spotThe ratio seven to oneLivin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a frontNadia died in DubaiI waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen monthsThat shit didn't visit me once, damnShe wanted a better lifeShe wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunchHer ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munchThe last message she sent to my phone'sAbout keeping in touchSo pardon me questioning God and not believing in muchIt's Wick, man, don't listen to WikipediaThey say"Drake, you gettin' harder, funny is getting easier"Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedientAnd they don't stay in they laneIt's like niggas hit the medianBoat say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredientThey gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like heebie jeebianLike the large was too big for you, you'll need a mediumJust to send a message to somebody you loved previousEmpty clips, yeah
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Yeah, grrat
Yeah, damn
I feel like John Wick, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Shell cases scatter the floor, bullets
They shatter the glass
I could feel the tension in this room
Like a chatter in class
Everyday breakin' records, shit is just happening fast
That shit was a quick switch, yeah
I feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick bitch
So many shots fired, I need me a clip switch
I'm in that fuckin' bag right now I'm a lipstick
Sabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic
Man, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick
And now that rapper broke as fuck, that boy statistic
Empty clips, yeah
Empty clips
I'm almost expressionless
John Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrestlе with
Play 'bout the fact I was born a perfectionist
Still can't еven wrap my mind around the success of this
Point me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist
I really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless
I put so much thought into the messages
It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with
White America say I'm becoming a threat
Black America love to remind me what my mama look like
As if I'd ever fuckin' forget
I'm never enough
Much to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah
There's too much treasure to hunt
There's too many hoes in the spot
The ratio seven to one
Livin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front
Nadia died in Dubai
I waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen months
That shit didn't visit me once, damn
She wanted a better life
She wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch
Her ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munch
The last message she sent to my phone's
About keeping in touch
So pardon me questioning God and not believing in much
It's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia
They say
"Drake, you gettin' harder, funny is getting easier"
Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient
And they don't stay in they lane
It's like niggas hit the median
Boat say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient
They gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like heebie jeebian
Like the large was too big for you, you'll need a medium
Just to send a message to somebody you loved previous
Empty clips, yeah
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