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Published on Sep 14, 2013
Lyrics; [Hook: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush this through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you [Verse 1: Drake] Done sayin' I'm done playin' Last time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to get out more I've been stackin' up like I'm fundraisin' Most people in my position get complacent Come places with star girls, end up on them front pages I'm quiet but I just ride with it Moment I stop havin' fun with it, I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's puttin' shots up And like a potluck, you need to come with it Don't run from it, H-Town in the summer time, I keep it 100 Lot of girls in my time there, word to Paul Wall, not one fronted Birthed there in my first year, man I know that place like I come from it Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one comin' before I show up there and ain't no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in there Back rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out Talkin' to her like back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now Talkin' to her like this drop, get a million copies get pressed out She tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried about bein' the best out" [Hook: Sampha] [Verse 2: Drake] Someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my whole family goin' backwards No dinners, no holidays, no nothin' There's issues at hand that we're not discussin' Look, I did not sign up for this My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list And now he's actin' like "Oh well, this is life, I guess not, fuck that shit" Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, they appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, tellin' herself That she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shit All my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round Started treatin' me like I'm "him" now Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now Shit got me feelin' pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen down Writin' to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've been down [Hook: Sampha] [Outro: Sampha] Don't give up, on your hopes Don't you tell me somethin's gone wrong Wholehearted, wholehearted You care, you care Cause I'm such a dreamer A believer in a sense Well if it's all a dream Then I'm on fire Feels like, I'm on fire Tell me when I'm lying Tell me when I'm trying