Over My Dead Body Lyrics - Take Care - Drake

How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 

Cause you know I'm okay 

And still, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" 

When you know I'm the same 

I know, I know you don't love me, baby 

They're trying to take you away from me 

Only over my dead body... 

I think I killed everybody in the game last year, man 

Fuck it, I was on though 

And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club 

Fuck it, I was wrong though 

Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free 

Nowadays it's six figures when they tax me 

Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some 

Long as the outcome is income 

You know I want it all and then some 

Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some 

Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from 

Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from 

Yeah, you know me well, nigga 

I mean you ain't the only real nigga 

They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga 

Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing the field, nigga 

Are these people really discussing my career again? 

Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again? 

Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again? 

Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in? 

Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying 

And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine 

And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine 

But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time 

It's been that way from the beginning 

I just been playing, I ain't even even notice I was winning 

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And this is the only sound you should fear 

Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright 

How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 

Cause you know I'm okay 

And still, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" 

When you know I'm the same 

I know, I know you don't love me, baby 

They're trying to take you away from me 

Only over my dead body... 

You say I'm old news, well who the new star? 

Cause if I'm going anywhere, it's probably too far 

Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States 

Used half of the money to beat my brother's case 

Red wine over Fed time 

And shout out to the niggas that's doing dead time 

Shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime 

And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time 

Yeah, don't make me take your life apart, boy 

You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy 

Oh, you wanna be a motherfucking funny guy? 

Don't make me break your Kevin Hart, boy 

Yeah, it's whatever. You know, feeling good, living better 

I think maybe I was numb to it last year 

But you know I feel it now more than ever 

My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay 

Second album, I'm back paving the way 

The backpackers are back on the bandwagon 

Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day 

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And I met your baby moms last night 

We took a picture together, I hope she frames it! 

And I was drinking at the Palms last night 

And ended up losing everything that I came with 

Feel like I've been here before, huh? 

I still got 10 years to go, huh? 

And this is the only sound you should fear 

Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right 

How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 

Cause you know I'm okay 

And still, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" 

When you know I'm the same 

I know, I know you don't love me, baby 

They're trying to take you away from me 

Only over my dead body...