Energy

Energy - Tribute to Drake (Explicit) - Billboard Masters

Composer：Billboard Shakers

Lickwood means rewind a gunshot means forward

You requested it so we rewind

Six yeah

Way way way up

Turn it all up

Yeah

Look

I got enemies got a lotta enemies

Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy

They tryna take the wave from a n**ga

F**kin' with the kid and pray for your n**ga

I got girls in real life tryna f**k up my day

F**k goin' online that ain't part of my day

I got real sh*t poppin' with my family too

I got n**gas that can never leave Canada too

I got 2 mortgages thirty million in total

I got n**gas that'll still try f**kin' me over

I got rap n**gas that I gotta act like I like

But my actin' days are over f**k them n**gas for life yea

I got enemies got a lotta enemies

Got a lotta people tryna drain me of this energy

They tryna take the wave from a n**ga

F**kin' with the kid and pray for your n**ga

I got people talkin' down man like I give a f**k

I bought this one a purse I bought this one a truck

I bought this one a house I bought this one a mall

I keep buyin' sh*t

Just make sure you keep track of it all

I got b**ches askin' me about the code for the wi fi

So they can talk about they timeline

And show me pictures of they friends

Just to tell me they ain't really friends

Ex girl she the female version of me

I got strippers in my life but they virgins to me

I hear everybody talkin' 'bout what they gonna be

I got high hopes for you n**gas we gon' see

I got money in the courts so all my n**gas are free

'Bout to call your a** a Uber I got somewhere to be

I hear fairy tales 'bout how they gon' run up on me

Well run up when you see me then and we gon' see

I got enemies got a lotta enemies

Got a lotta people tryna drain me of this energy

Tryna take the wave from a n**ga

F**kin' with the kid and pray for your n**ga

Yeah

Yeah

Naw f**k all of you n**gas I ain't finished

Y'all don't wanna hear me say it's a goal

Y'all don't wanna see Wayne win fifty awards

I got real ones livin' past Kennedy Road

I got real ones with me everywhere that I go

I'm tryna tell ya I got enemies got a lotta enemies

Every time I see 'em somethin' wrong with they memory

Tryna take the wave from a n**ga

So tired of savin' all these n**gas mayne

Yeah

Yeah

I got enemies got a lotta enemies