Drake – Days in the East Lyrics

Drake – Days in the East Lyrics
Days in the East
Drake
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    "Days in the East." - Drake

    Album: Care Package
    Track No: 05
    Yeah, why you keep askin' me about (Why?)
    She's not here right now, she's not here right now
    Why am I the one you wanna get into it with for the drama?
    I've got a lot to say, and that's the last thing a **** wanna hear right now
    Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh
    Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh
    Young **** switchin' up the program right now
    Tryna put the power in my own hands right now
    I'm about to ride through the old hood right now
    Got too much pride for my own good right now
    Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up
    So I could fall through like old times and hit it up
    I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over
    Those nights when you need someone else, call me over
    You can be the one to take control, call me over
    When I get there, you already know, call me
    Why you keep askin' me about (Why?)
    Couple other things I'd rather do than talk about that right now
    Told you 'bout givin' him chances on chances on chances
    He's not holdin' you down, he's holdin' you back right now
    Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh
    Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh
    Young **** switchin' up the program right now
    Tryna put the power in my own hands right now
    Love it when your ass speak the truth to me, oh
    Tryna wake up and have you with me, oh
    Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up
    So I could fall through like old times and hit it up
    I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over
    Those nights when you need someone else, call me over
    You can be the one to take control, call me over
    When I get there, you already know, call me
    Yeah, aye
    I threw my hands in the air and said show me somethin', yeah
    Yeah, aye
    Remember one night I went to Erykah Badu house
    She made tea for me
    We talked about love and what life could really be for me
    She said, "When that shit is real, you just know"
    And I was thinkin' 'bout you, you already know
    Yeah
    The other night Chubbs showed up at my house
    He had weed for me
    That my **** till we gone, keep his ear to the street for me
    Said the city stress him out on the low
    I said, "I feel you, ****, I already know"
    Yeah, already
    Girls talkin' 'bout, "You gotta leave already?"
    Damn, my lil' nephew turned four already
    Gave you little help, you need more already
    Damn, you need more already?
    'Fore you said, "You're mine," I was yours already
    22, had the Bentley four-door already
    Even as a boy, I was the boy already
    So you know that that mean pussy galore already
    Mention other girls, you get insecure already
    That was in the past, I matured already
    Fuck them hoes, you got the award already
    You go to Chanel and get rewards already
    Know I do this shit for Third Ward already
    Know I do this shit for H-Town already
    Already, already, yeah
    Back up in this thing, it's a go
    Had a couple **** out of pocket, now they know
    Ain't the first time 'cause I lost you before
    Had to get it back, had to get it back
    Had to pull it back because I know I'm on the road
    Had to take you back because I know you're down to roll
    If you can get it from me, you can have it, now you know
    All your friends askin' where you stand with the boy
    FaceTime, say you got plans for the boy
    Studyin' your body, that's exams for the boy
    Take a flight here, pop a Xan for your boy
    Waking up in Amsterdam with the boy
    Long flight home, 'nother Xan for your boy
    You would prolly fly out to Japan for the boy
    You would prolly kill another man for the boy
    You would prolly
    You would prolly lie about it on the stand for your boy
    Put the Bible to your right hand for the boy
    That's why you ain't never gotta worry 'bout the boy
    You know you got
    You know you got that really good insurance on the boy
    You just gotta pack a bag and hurry to the boy, yeah
    Why? Fring

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah "40" Shebib, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, M. Ekko, J. Parker, E. Lumpki, T. Mosely & R. Reives.

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