Texty: Drake. A Millie (freestyle).

Yeah, it's Drizzy baby
I'm ready
Alright, J Prince I got em
Look, I'm really the heir
To the fortune of a millionaire
Talking money with me's really unfair
At the border like I swear
I have nothing to declare
I am nothing like these other niggas coming out this year
Even if you never met me
You can tell I'm on that same shit
Loyal as a motherfucker
Nobody be saying shit
Dope boys know me
Cuz I often speak they language
So well spoken
Man I should've went to Cambridge
Y.O.U.N.G hoe
Women they can be so
Motivated by money
That's why they be on me foe
Ask your favorite rapper homie
Guarantee that he know
If he is the one
I'm the zero.
Damn
Please comprehend
I am a surf club general
I'm mister consistent
I have never come in intervals

You don't wanna be caught in the middle
Like a centerfold
I'm committing suicide
If we're ever identical
Click-Clack-Pow
How you like a nigga now
In control of my domain
They can do what I allow
And I know Toronto miss me
Imma be home in a minute
That's my city
And I run it
You just run around in it
They see me out in person
And say I ain't heard you sing yet
The world is my playground
Don't fuck with my swinggg-set!
We get to pitching
And that's when it gets to piling
I'm calling your bluff
Don't act like you can't see me dialing
I'm in
Low-Cut Louies
With them hard denim jeans
And a beige jacket
Hands down the best in my age bracket
Holla at me!