Make Them Pay

Drake

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    (Free)
    (Free) yeah
    (Free)
    I just wanna be free
    I just wanna be free (I just want to be free, yeah)
    (Free) free
    (Free) free
    I just wanna be free

    Yeah, look
    Albany Marina, they done served us a hundred subpoenas
    I done got my shit inside arenas like Gilbert Arenas
    I remember lobster ravioli up at Serafina
    I was in a dream hotel before
    I was in the Loop like a carabiner, yeah
    And shout to all the sweet tings from Wilhelmina
    Who tell me at the white party: Drake, I love the album, man
    Well, I mean, you're kinda genius
    And like Dipset, they really mean it, yeah
    I need compliments 'cause
    Lately, it's just falling-outs and disagreements
    Industry is really evil
    And I faced the way they paint me, but it hurts just like the Philly Eagles
    LA love the sound, I could play a show for a million people
    Don't be surprised you see the whole YM in CA, just like The Village People
    These niggas measurin' they dick size in millimeters
    I rack up a tab in Chanel 'cause I do buy everything like I'm Middle Eastern
    But I realize it's gotta get a little deeper
    Other than me talkin' 'bout the way I'm flippin' dough like Little Caesars
    I'm tryna catch one of you boys stargazin' in the field like little leaguers, yeah
    And ain't no passes for you Crip walkin', all of that diss talkin', kiddo, beat it
    I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper, so don't make us hit another buzzer beater
    And don't be suddenly eager to hit me up and have no discussions either
    Now you gotta plan a meeting with me just like the Russian leader
    And shake my fuckin' hand in front of other people
    Yeah, fuck the chatter
    Since 2009, as I climb the ladder
    They envy me like Nevada, but it never mattered
    My niggas run a phone soon as you check into prison
    Your niggas run and talk to Hov for a second opinion
    Me, I stood ten T's and accepted the mission
    'Cause I'd much rather death than submission
    How can you press the ignition and let some memories of the past affect your decision?
    I love you 'cause of the history, but
    If we bein' real, I could never forgive you
    And you never called me back, but destiny's written, for real
    Fuck a big three anyway, there was too many chefs in the kitchen
    It was a mess to begin with, yeah
    And now they got a new GOAT and we gotta test the position
    Damn, who is this guy for real? I guess a magician
    Hundred million streams vanished, no one got questions for niggas
    Well, maybe I'm best as the villain
    'Cause I got real numbers on niggas who say they got billions
    I got all the chains that they ever repped in Virginia
    I got niggas' prized possessions, I get possessive on niggas
    I am pressin' everything, I'll get impressive on niggas
    I got problems with people who I would've never dreamed
    And that's draggin' people in who don't wanna get in between
    Dog, I was aidin' Ross with streams before Adin Ross had ever streamed
    And, Khaled, you know what I mean
    The beef was fully live, you went halal and got on your deen
    And your people are still waitin' for a Free Palestine
    But apparently everything isn't black and white and red and green, damn
    I'm seein' everyone's true colors, for real, I'm sensin' a theme
    I'm greater than everybody like some shredded cheese
    I was in Hazelton at the One before
    I was in the Loop like a set of keys
    Shout out to Cherokee D and Skyy Black 'cause
    They was at my birthday when I was searchin' big-booty ebonies, jeez
    Now the penthouse in Bahamas is right next to Jordan like I'm Lebanese
    And apparently niggas' souls is for sale like the seven seas
    I gave you everything you ever need
    But let me find out that Amex the only ones that credit me for makin' y'all everything you could never be
    My sixth sense is kickin' in 'cause all I hear is people that are dead to me
    And that's why I'm turnin' on my read receipts
    To let you know that everything that's said to me will forever be stored in my memory
    I'm better off independent, they should let him leave, yeah

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    'Cause I just wanna be free
    Free, free, free, free
    I just wanna be free, free, free
    Free, yeah

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