Drake – You & The 6 Lyrics

Drake – You & The 6 Lyrics
You & The 6
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    "You & The 6." - Drake

    Album: If You're Reading This It's Too Late
    Track No: 15
    Rider shit
    Having conversations with mama, man, my life is a mess
    Ain't been returning the texts, so she been reading the press
    She got Google Alerts, them shits go straight to her phone
    She worry 'bout me from home, you know she raised me alone
    She said, "I heard you back with you know who"
    I told her, "Girl, I'm always back with you know who," yeah
    And she like, "Who are we kidding? You're 27, you're just being you
    You're your father's child, man, thank God you got some me in you"
    At least I always, at least I always see it through
    At least I'm always being true to what you taught me
    Retired teacher, but your words still got me evolvin'
    Never get sloppy drunk, but alcohol is problem solvin'
    And look, I hate it when you hate on all my girlfriends
    And assistants, always convinced that there's someone better
    Like that girl from your gym who trains you
    I know you wanna arrange it, you told me she's free Thursday
    And I'm sure that she's an angel, but she don't want this life
    The timing ain't right
    Maybe one day, but even one day with us is the time of her life
    We do things that people pay to document
    You got the sweetest heart, but I'm not here to give out compliments
    Or boost nobody's confidence, momma, I got no friends in this, momma
    I don't pretend with this, momma, I'on joke with this, momma
    I pull the knife out my back and I cut they throat with it, momma
    I'm Game of Thrones with it, momma, I'm Home Alone with it, momma, I'm t–
    I really hate using this tone with you, momma
    I really hate gettin' aggressive on this phone with you, momma
    I really hate wasting your time to check a clone or two, momma
    It's just they cloning me, momma, them **** wannabes, momma
    It's like I'm the one they wanna be, momma
    I just, I-I can't be out here being vulnerable, momma
    I mean, I kill 'em every time they do a song with me, momma
    I sing a hook, they sing along with me, momma, what more they want from me, momma?
    Yeah, this is a crazy life, but you and the 6ix raised me right
    "Don't ever take advice," that was great advice
    You and the 6ix raised me right, that shit saved my life
    Yeah!
    Having conversations with momma, we start talkin' 'bout dad
    You know he dropping a single, he saying this is his window
    That **** still wearing linen, that **** still in the club
    Call him after we get off the phone and show him some love
    That **** Memphis for real, girl, he love you to death
    He made mistakes throughout his life that he still doesn't accept
    But he just want our forgiveness, and fuck it, look how we're living
    I'm content with this story, who are we not to forgive him?
    At least I been to a prison, at least I know what it's like
    I used to rap on the phone with one of his friends doing life
    And now I got me a Grammy, that could be part of the reason
    Let's just call this shit even, we got some things to believe in
    Do you remember back to Weston Road, Scarlett Road?
    Hangin' with Aaron Bell and Reny, shit could've gone south for me
    He looked out for me, ma, he never let me do drugs
    He let me shoot a gun one summer, but out there everyone does
    He made me listen to his music, old music, soul music
    Shit that can only be created if you go through it
    I used to get teased for being Black, and now I'm here and I'm not Black enough
    'Cause I'm not acting tough or making stories up 'bout where I'm actually from, yeah
    But I just roll with it, momma, rolling stone with it, momma
    Gotta be careful around Rolling Stone or anyone that's tryna throw stones at me, momma
    I'm not condoning it, momma
    They will not tear nothing down, I built this home for you, momma
    Know I don't call enough, momma
    I just been working with so little time for personal, momma, yeah
    Hard labor let me pay the price
    You and the 6ix raised me right, that shit saved my life

    Writer(s): Noah "40" Shebib, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Aubrey Drake Graham, Jenna Andrews, Ramon Ibanga Jr, M. Maskati, J. Ullman, ANDERSON HERNANDEZ & Allen Ritter.

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