| Song | 5AM In Toronto |
| Artist | Drake |
| Album | Can You Hear Me Now 8 Bootleg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah | |
| This on some \"old Tommy Campos Dice Roll\" shit | |
| For my niggas, though | |
| You underestimated greatly | |
| Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me | |
| The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me | |
| So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety | |
| I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards | |
| You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper | |
| Niggas make threats, can't hear 'em over the laughter | |
| Yeah, that's cause I'm headed to the bank, nigga | |
| Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being Frank with you | |
| I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with you | |
| Wildin', doin' shit that's way out of your budget | |
| Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it | |
| Damn, this shit could go on a tape | |
| Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break | |
| Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook | |
| Tr8, Y pree? Why is it always me? | |
| Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team | |
| Cause I show love, never get the same outta niggas | |
| Guess it's funny how money can make change outta niggas | |
| For real | |
| Some nobody started feelin' himself | |
| A couple somebodies started killin' themself | |
| A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf | |
| I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help | |
| I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation | |
| Bad press during the summer over allegations | |
| I ain't lyin', my nigga, my time is money | |
| That's why I ain't got time for a nigga who's time is comin' | |
| A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that's the movement | |
| And I'm the only nigga still known for the music | |
| I swear, fuck them niggas this year | |
| I made Forbes list, nigga | |
| Fuck your list, everything's lookin' gorgeous | |
| Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans | |
| But if I stay in the shit, there's a bunch of corpses | |
| And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans | |
| Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings | |
| Eat it like I’m seated at Swiss, Sotto, and Joso's | |
| Nothing Was The Same, this shit for Easy and Cocoa | |
| This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon | |
| This shit for Julius, Milly Mill | |
| Boy we do this shit for real | |
| All them boys in my will | |
| All them boys is my Wills | |
| Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil | |
| Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill | |
| If anything happen to papi, might pop a nigga for real | |
| Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase | |
| But I'm feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates | |
| My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race | |
| It's funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe | |
| Niggas treat me like I've been here for 10 | |
| Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again | |
| I'm on my King James shit, I'm tryin' to win here again | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| Man, what's up | |
| Yeah | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| If I like her, I just fly her to the city I'm in | |
| I got her drinkin' with your boy | |
| I got her fucked up, shorty | |
| Aww yeah |
| Yeah | |
| This on some " old Tommy Campos Dice Roll" shit | |
| For my niggas, though | |
| You underestimated greatly | |
| Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me | |
| The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me | |
| So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety | |
| I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards | |
| You probably wouldn' t lose a single rapper | |
| Niggas make threats, can' t hear ' em over the laughter | |
| Yeah, that' s cause I' m headed to the bank, nigga | |
| Sinatra lifestyle, I' m just being Frank with you | |
| I mean, where you think she at when she ain' t with you | |
| Wildin', doin' shit that' s way out of your budget | |
| Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it | |
| Damn, this shit could go on a tape | |
| Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break | |
| Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook | |
| Tr8, Y pree? Why is it always me? | |
| Got us watchin' our words like there' s wire taps on the team | |
| Cause I show love, never get the same outta niggas | |
| Guess it' s funny how money can make change outta niggas | |
| For real | |
| Some nobody started feelin' himself | |
| A couple somebodies started killin' themself | |
| A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf | |
| I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help | |
| I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation | |
| Bad press during the summer over allegations | |
| I ain' t lyin', my nigga, my time is money | |
| That' s why I ain' t got time for a nigga who' s time is comin' | |
| A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that' s the movement | |
| And I' m the only nigga still known for the music | |
| I swear, fuck them niggas this year | |
| I made Forbes list, nigga | |
| Fuck your list, everything' s lookin' gorgeous | |
| Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans | |
| But if I stay in the shit, there' s a bunch of corpses | |
| And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans | |
| Stashin' money like hoarders off multiplatinum recordings | |
| Eat it like I' m seated at Swiss, Sotto, and Joso' s | |
| Nothing Was The Same, this shit for Easy and Cocoa | |
| This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon | |
| This shit for Julius, Milly Mill | |
| Boy we do this shit for real | |
| All them boys in my will | |
| All them boys is my Wills | |
| Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil | |
| Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill | |
| If anything happen to papi, might pop a nigga for real | |
| Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase | |
| But I' m feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates | |
| My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race | |
| It' s funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe | |
| Niggas treat me like I' ve been here for 10 | |
| Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again | |
| I' m on my King James shit, I' m tryin' to win here again | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| Man, what' s up | |
| Yeah | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| If I like her, I just fly her to the city I' m in | |
| I got her drinkin' with your boy | |
| I got her fucked up, shorty | |
| Aww yeah |
| Yeah | |
| This on some " old Tommy Campos Dice Roll" shit | |
| For my niggas, though | |
| You underestimated greatly | |
| Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me | |
| The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me | |
| So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety | |
| I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards | |
| You probably wouldn' t lose a single rapper | |
| Niggas make threats, can' t hear ' em over the laughter | |
| Yeah, that' s cause I' m headed to the bank, nigga | |
| Sinatra lifestyle, I' m just being Frank with you | |
| I mean, where you think she at when she ain' t with you | |
| Wildin', doin' shit that' s way out of your budget | |
| Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it | |
| Damn, this shit could go on a tape | |
| Bitches lovin' my drive, I never give it a break | |
| Give these niggas the look, the verse, and even the hook | |
| Tr8, Y pree? Why is it always me? | |
| Got us watchin' our words like there' s wire taps on the team | |
| Cause I show love, never get the same outta niggas | |
| Guess it' s funny how money can make change outta niggas | |
| For real | |
| Some nobody started feelin' himself | |
| A couple somebodies started killin' themself | |
| A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf | |
| I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help | |
| I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation | |
| Bad press during the summer over allegations | |
| I ain' t lyin', my nigga, my time is money | |
| That' s why I ain' t got time for a nigga who' s time is comin' | |
| A lot of niggas PR stuntin' like that' s the movement | |
| And I' m the only nigga still known for the music | |
| I swear, fuck them niggas this year | |
| I made Forbes list, nigga | |
| Fuck your list, everything' s lookin' gorgeous | |
| Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans | |
| But if I stay in the shit, there' s a bunch of corpses | |
| And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans | |
| Stashin' money like hoarders off multiplatinum recordings | |
| Eat it like I' m seated at Swiss, Sotto, and Joso' s | |
| Nothing Was The Same, this shit for Easy and Cocoa | |
| This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon | |
| This shit for Julius, Milly Mill | |
| Boy we do this shit for real | |
| All them boys in my will | |
| All them boys is my Wills | |
| Anything happen to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil | |
| Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill | |
| If anything happen to papi, might pop a nigga for real | |
| Comin' live from the screwface, livin' out a suitcase | |
| But I' m feelin' good, Johnny got me pushin' two plates | |
| My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race | |
| It' s funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe | |
| Niggas treat me like I' ve been here for 10 | |
| Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again | |
| I' m on my King James shit, I' m tryin' to win here again | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| Man, what' s up | |
| Yeah | |
| A young nigga tryin' to win here again | |
| If I like her, I just fly her to the city I' m in | |
| I got her drinkin' with your boy | |
| I got her fucked up, shorty | |
| Aww yeah |