Letra de Say What’s Real - Drake

Why do I feel so alone?

Like everybody passing through the studio

Is in character as if he acting out a movie role

Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know

And I don't have the heart

To give these bitch niggas the cue to go

So they stick around kicking out feedback

And I entertain it as if I need that

I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that

My privacy about the only thing I need back, but

It's hard to think of them polite flows

When Stefano Pilati suits are your night clothes

And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes

And you still make it even when they say your flight closed

Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows

Life was so full, now this shit just being lipo'd

Always said I'd say it all on the right track

But in this game you only lose when you fight back

Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics

I can't live and hold the camera, someone gotta tape this

And make hits like a bitch that's married, I ain't miss

24 hours from greatness, I'm that close

Don't ever forget the moment you began to doubt

Transitioning from fitting in to standing out

Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South

Watchin' Hov's show, embarrassed to pull my camera out

And my mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out

So I park about five houses down

She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown

But I don't wanna feel the need to wear disguises around

So she wonder where my mind is, accounts in the minus

But yet I'm rolling round the fuckin' city like your highness

Got niggas reactin' without a sinus

'Cause what I'm working with is timeless

And promoters try to get me out to they club

And say I have fun but I can't imagine how

'Cause I just seen my ex-girl, standing with my next girl

Standing with the girl that I'm fuckin' right now

And shit could get weird unless they all down

And so I stay clear, we from a small town

And everybody talks and everybody listen

And somehow the truth just always comes up missing

I've always been something that these labels can't buy

Especially if they tryin' to take a piece of my soul

And Sylvia be tellin' Tez, "Damn, Drake fly"

And he just be like, "Silly motherfucker, I know

That was your bad, how could you pass up on 'em?

He just take them records and he gas up on 'em

Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on 'em

Surprised no one ever put your ass up on 'em"

Oh, they did, Po, at least they tried to

And that's what happen when you spitting what's inside you

But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video

And they think they can market you however they decide to

Nah, but 40 told me to do me

And don't listen to anybody that knew me

'Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me

And if you think I changed in the slightest, coulda fooled me

Boy, and to my city I'm the 2-3

Drug dealers live vicariously through me

I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy

I'm just not the social type and campus life is crazy

Understand, I could get money with my eyes closed

Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo

So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll

Sell that mothafucka to any rapper that I know

'Cause they need it much more than I ever will

I got new shit, I'm gettin' better still

Little niggas put my name in they verses

'Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal

Future said, "'Cause this 'Ye shit, you better kill"

And I think this got this Making-of-a-Legend feel

Problem with these other niggas, they ain't never real

Yeah, that's all I can say

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