Drake Speaks Lyrics - You Welcome - Drake

Having conversations with mama, man, my life is a mess 

Ain't been returning the texts, so she been reading the press 

She got Google Alerts, them shits go straight to her phone 

She worry 'bout me from home, you know she raised me alone 

She said, "I heard you back with you know who 

I told her, "girl, I'm always back with you know who" 

And she like, "who are we kidding? You're 27, you just being you 

You're your father's child, man, thank God you got some me in you" 

At least I always, at least I always see it through 

At least I'm always being true to what you taught me 

Retired teacher, but your words still got me evolving 

Never get sloppy drunk, but alcohol is problem solving 

And look I hate it when you hate on all my girlfriends 

And assistants always convinced that there's someone better 

Like that girl from your gym who trains you 

I know you wanna arrange it, you told me she's free Thursday 

And I'm sure that she's an angel, but she don't want this life 

The timing ain't right 

Maybe one day, but even one day with us is a time of her life 

We do things that people pay to document 

You got the sweetest heart 

But I'm not here to give out compliments 

Or boost nobody confidence, momma 

I got no friends in this, momma 

I don't pretend with this, momma 

I'on joke with this, momma 

I pull the knife out my back and cut they throat with it, momma 

I'm Game of Thrones with it, momma 

I'm Home Alone with it, momma 

I'm t- 

I really hate using this tone with you, momma 

I really hate getting aggressive on this phone with you, momma 

I really hate wasting your time to check a clone or two, momma 

It's just they cloning me, momma 

Them niggas wannabes, momma 

Its like - I'm the one they wanna be, momma 

I just- I- I can't be out here being vulnerable, momma 

I mean I kill 'em every time they do a song with me, momma 

I sing a they sing along with me, momma 

What more they want from me, momma? 

Yeah, this is a crazy life 

But you and the six raised me right 

"Don't ever take advice," that was great advice 

You and the six raised me right, that shit saved my life 

Having conversations with momma, we start talkin' bout dad 

You know he dropping a single, he saying this is his window 

That nigga still wearing linen, that nigga still in the club 

Call him after we get off the phone and show him some love 

That nigga Memphis for real, girl, he love you to death 

He made mistakes throughout his life that he still doesn't accept 

But he just want our forgiveness, 

and fuck it, look how we living 

I'm content with this story, who are we not to forgive him? 

At least I been to a prison, at least I know what it's like 

I used to rap on the phone with one of his friends doing life 

And now I got me a Grammy, that could be part of the reason 

Let's just call this shit even, we got some things to believe in 

Do you remember back to Weston Road, Scarlett Road? 

Hangin' with Aaron Bell and Reny 

Shit could've gone south for me, he looked out for me, ma 

He never let me do drugs 

He let me shoot a gun one summer, but out there everyone does 

He made me listen to his music, old music, soul music 

Shit that can only be created if you go through it 

I used to get teased for being black 

And now I'm here and I'm not black enough 

Cause I'm not acting tough 

Or making stories up 'bout where I'm actually from 

But I just roll with it, momma, rolling stone with it, momma 

Gotta be careful around Rolling Stone 

Or anyone that's tryna throw stones at me, momma 

I'm not condoning it, momma 

They will not tear nothing down, 

I built this home for you, momma 

Know I don't call enough, momma 

I just been working with so little time for personal, momma 

Hard labor let me pay the price 

You and the six raised me right, that shit saved my life 

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