Drake – Star67 Lyrics

Star67

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"Star67." - Drake

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 08:32 pm

Album: If You're Reading This It's Too Late

Track No: 08

That's what they doin', Cameron, they actin' like these singers, man
I ain't, I ain't goin' to the studio until I got a situation
A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer
Who, who gonna be on the hook?
Man, what is you doin'?
Go in the studio with fuckin' clips, clips, ammo
Brand new Beretta, can't wait to let it go
Walk up in my label like, where the check though?
Yeah, I said it, wouldn't dap you with the left, ho
Shut the fuck up, text from a centerfold, I ain't reply
Let her know I read it, though
Voicemail say she ready, though
**** know I'm credible, ain't no pussy on a pedestal
Got my foot on the 'Cedes Benz pedal
Doin' 90 on the bridge like, ****, you already know
And if you don't know, then now you know, now you know
Switchin' up the angles
Now I'm in the Rolls with illuminated angel
Four or five chains made of gold, gettin' tangled
My **** Biz said, "the first mill gon' change you"
Change for the better, hit it then dead her
That's my vendetta, keep this shit together
Goddamn, we ain't even gotta scam
Cocaine coupe, we ain't even got a scale
Used to flip apps, now that old plug murked
Ain't a damn thing changed, you can still get the work, aye
Just hold on one moment and someone will be right with you
We're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected
Or is no longer in service
Yeah
I remember how I went to Louis V with Haf'
Watched him spread ten thousand dollars on the glass
I never ever thought I'd see that in my life
Now I'm in the East, 'cause them boys are gettin' right, man
I was on TV, makin' fifty racks a year
After helpin' mama out, the shit would disappear
I am not a man, I can't do this on my own
So I started askin' them if they would put me on
And they did put me on
Yeah, they did put me on
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone, man
Line blowin' up
Workin' on the phones
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phones
But I just couldn't do it, had to leave that shit alone, man
Hear what?
Yo hear what, take time
Ahh, no shit
Yo, hear what?
What am I paying for?
In fright, in fright ana sleep a word a burna finda Drizzy
Blowin' up, line blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up, my **** really need the whole thing
Yeah-yeah blowin' up, line blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up, my **** really need the whole thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I do better with the rider in my system
Ooh, yeah
I'm on deck, when you call me, I'll listen
I'll listen unless I been mixin', you know when I'm mixin'
You know when I'm mixin', I smoke when I drink, it's tradition
Like Zoe momma, I go hippy
Peace sign in the air like I'm Nixon
I'm mixin', I am not Esco, but it was written
I knew when they didn't, I been had these visions
Of the life I'm livin' since I was Jimmy
All I had to do was just go and get it, and now we blowin' up
Blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up, yeah
My **** really need the whole thing, yeah-yeah-yeah

Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, A. Obie, E. Ahmed, D. Smith, D. Levy & Noah "40" Shebib.

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