[Verse 1: AmarieMowatt]
10:40 my girls waking me out of bed
I got a headache im not sure she heard what I said
Did you get the memo I only had 8 trys
When the time runs my last word would be bii
To my destiny another nigga won it
I hope he doesn’t fuck up my life and ends up destroying it
Ask god to forgive with him being up in heaven hes the one to protect me only
Guy that can be a Sabbath
When my mum never replied I started asking my sister if they’ve seen or improvised
They said no to the question I asked my brother the reply he gave me was the answer to a blessing
Having 12 tracks on this album im gonna get dosh theres gonna be an explosion is it closer to be seen
Then i said give minor a try is scarleah over you
I had to ask her it could of been true
When i divorced her it might of been a mistake
So please forgive me
Reaching out to the god. He's asking me question that i had to answer no turning back on the thug
Editing this song hope it's a better one
Had to take the lorry to get the Lianne she ain't acting funny
Matter of fact she's a hot one girl called LeeLee she called me Rie
First time i heard of that name it put a smile on my face no mistakes
Happily
Who's sampling this song when i Drake hold up your glasses lets get it on

[Verse 2: Drake]
Gimme 20 in the tank on 3
I'm in the Range bumpin' Keyshia Cole
Singin' off-key like (*Andreena harmonizes*)
I'mma spare y'all
Why you wanna judge me
I don't ever compare y'all
The city is mine
I know it because I'm there y'all
It ain't even started I'm really tryna prepare y'all
Spring '07 second quarter I'm droppin'
With or without a label man I'm committed to poppin'
And take over the summer
Tour to tour 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 I dissed in a song I don't take it back
Same rappers that's all in ya face sayin' Drake is wack
Are checkin' my availability just to make a track
I promise mama
I'mma do it cause I know I put you through it (I know I put you through it baby)
And I just want you to sit around with ya friends at a dinner table
And say "My baby's famous and I know it" (yeah)
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 outL